Granger caught her in his arms as she threw herself upon him and laid the child against his breast. “Yours and mine,” she sobbed. “Yours and mine, George!” and she put up her face to his. Could he do less than cover it with kisses? A few hours later, and a small group of very near friends witnessed a different scene from this. Not another tragedy as might well be feared, under the swift reactions that came upon Edith. No, no! She did not die from a excess of joy, but was filled with new life and strength. Two hands broken asunder so violently a few years ago were now clasped again, and the minister of God as he laid them together pronounced in trembling tones the marriage benediction. This was the scene, and here we drop the curtain. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Cast Adrift, by T. S. Arthur