The after Glow

The Afterglow George Allan England, they beckoned her, and in her stirred the call of motherhood–of life to be. Life! Life again, and light, the sun and the fresh winds of heaven, the perfect azure of a June sky, the perfume of the passionate red blooms along the lips of the chasm, the full-throated song of hidden birds within the wood to eastward–life, beauty, love–such, the sunrise hour when Allan and the girl once more stood side by side in the outer world, delivered from the perils of the black Abyss.