But above and beyond everything, like a sun set in the sky amid the
lesser luminaries, shone her love for Paul Hallam; a great white flame
of love that made the crown and glory of her life.
As she thought of Paul, of his struggle and his suffering, her tears
fell freely. His claim was stronger than the other claims, his need of
her the greater.
With the dawn her mind became more tranquil, less feverishly alert; the
curtain of formless thoughts, of futile striving to understand, hung
away from her weary brain; and sleep came to her, calm and peaceful
sleep, blotting out the sorrows and the joys which go to the making of
every life.
End of Project Gutenberg's The Stronger Influence, by F.E. Mills Young