burning. It was beyond the reach of human help. In a little while there would be no trace of all those crimes and all those horrors. Now it was one mass of flame. It looked like some primeval furnace, where the gods might work unheard-of miracles.
“Arthur, what have you done?” asked Susie, in a tone that was hardly audible.
He did not answer directly. He put his arm about her shoulder again, so that she was obliged to turn round.
“Look, the sun is rising.”
In the east a long ray of light climbed up the sky, and the sun, yellow and round, appeared upon the face of the earth.
THE END
