* * * * * It mattered very little to Muriel what was said. She looked at things now with the eyes of the woman in Damores’ picture; and she and Geoff having found so much for themselves were the more anxious to give their sunshine to the world. They believed that the purposes of love, in human and material things, were the channels through which the spirit finds soaring room—never apart from earth, but ever nearer heaven. Their one need left was to join the gospel of example, which is simply loving everything for love’s sake, whether it visibly love back or no. To acquaintances they seemed to have positively left the world, but they themselves knew that they had found the true one. * * * * * Transcriber’s Notes: A few obvious punctuation and typesetting errors have been corrected without note. Where multiple spellings occur, majority use has been employed. A cover has been created for this ebook and is placed in the public domain. [End of _Life, the Interpreter_ by Phyllis Bottome]