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Glaspell, Susan, 1882-1948

"The Glory of the Conquered The Story of a Great Love"

Very gently he laid his hand upon her
knee.
"I am going to make you so happy. Life is going to be so beautiful," he
said.
She smiled at him, but the tears were in it.
"Yes, Karl--I know. But now that we are coming home--together--alone,
doesn't it seem--"
He turned away. The man had suffered too.
"And we are leaving it over there--over there, alone--away from us--the
life that should have been--"
With that he turned resolutely back to her.
"Ernestine, isn't there another way to look at it? It came of our love,
and now, dear, it has gone back into our love. It isn't something apart
from us,--something gone. We have taken it back unto ourselves. It is
here with us. The greater love we have--that is it, dear."
The flame of understanding leaped quickly to her eyes.
"Oh, I like that Karl," she whispered. "I like that better than anything
you ever said."
She turned then and looked from the window. Across the fields, over near
the horizon, she could see a little house. The smoke was curling from the
chimney.


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