"Is it likely I'd go without you? Yes, we're all going. Culvera has seen the light. Soon all this will be like a nightmare from which we have escaped. That's right, honey. Cry if you want to. Little girl, little girl, how am I ever going to tell you how much I love you?" She wept with gladness and relief while he held her tightly in his arms and promised to keep her against all harm as long as life lasted. And afterward, when smiles came again, they fell into the inarticulate babblings that from the beginning of time have been the expression of lovers. They forgot time, so that neither knew how long it had been before a denim-clad soldier stood saluting in the doorway. Steve, over his shoulder, fired a question at the man. "What do you want?" "The compliments of General Culvera, senor and senorita, and I was to remind you that luncheon has been waiting twenty minutes." Steve and Ruth looked at each other and laughed. They went downstairs hand in hand. THE END