The gates of chance! Well, it is exactly a year and a day since that eventful afternoon when Esper Indiman's visiting-card was thrust into my unconscious hand. I have travelled along some strange ways in the course of that twelvemonth, and henceforth I shall be content to trudge along the common high-road of life. The gates of chance--for me they are closed forever. But I look over at my wife's dear face and know that it is better so. End of Project Gutenberg's The Gates of Chance, by Van Tassel Sutphen