“Have we not learned our lesson,” said the man—“to trust and labor and aspire?” “Ah, Gabriel,” she answered, “to stand aside from those who bicker and deride, from those who stab their rivals with a lie, defaming truth in securing their own ends.” “Yet, lest we forget—” “Those whom prejudice has poisoned and gross greed crushed.” “Ah, wife, God keep us children, blessed ever with an ever generous youth.” Upon Joan’s face there shone an immortal glory, a look that was not begotten of the world. “To help others,” she said. “May many a tired face brighten to my own; may weary eyes speak to me of the Christ; may Heaven descend in every good deed done.” “Poverty and pain have taught us much.” “To love pure living, the clean wind blowing from the sea, the scent of meadows streaming towards the dawn. To succor the unfortunate! To give, even as God has given to us!” * * * * * Transcriber’s Notes: Spelling and hyphenation have been left as in the original. A few obvious typesetting errors have been corrected without note. [The end of _The Slanderers_ by Warwick Deeping] End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Slanderers, by Warwick Deeping