After that midnight parting the first thing I can recall was the touch of a gentle hand upon my face.

When my eyes opened I saw Hester bending over me.
"You are at home now, Kendric," said she.

Such a feeling of weakness came over me that I could not speak.

I thought a nail had been driven into my brain, but the tears that began rolling down my cheeks and the moans that broke from my lips seemed to loosen it.
Many days passed before I was able to reflect upon this last tragic episode in my life or to take any thought of the morrow.

One evening I awoke from a deep sleep feeling a new interest in life.