He must go on, keeping his mind fixed upon the brighter hope that Mary-Clare could not, now, see; must not now see. For her, there must be the dark stretch; for him the glory of keeping the brightness undimmed--it must be a safe place for her to rest in, by and by. "She has kept the faith with life," Northrup thought. "She will keep it with death--but love must keep faith with her." THE END End of Project Gutenberg's At the Crossroads, by Harriet T. Comstock