Jane Anastasia Fitzgerald had romantic notions.  This pretty pair, whom she looked upon as of her own producing, must meet again under her auspices in like circumstances as they had done on the happy and never-to-be-forgotten day when she herself had promised her heart and hand to Dominic Fitzgerald.

“There is something lucky about Versailles,” she said, “and they shall experience it, too!”

So she planned a picnic, and arranged it with Hector before he reached Paris.  He was not to show himself or communicate with Theodora; he was just to be there at the Reservoirs and wait for their arrival.

And the gods smiled—­and the day was fine—­and the trees were green—­as had been another day, two years ago.

And oh, the wild, mad joy that surged up in their hearts when their eyes met once more!

They could not speak, it seemed, even the words of politeness; so they wandered away into the spring woods, silent and glad; and it was not until they reached the shrine of old Enceladus that Hector clasped Theodora again in his arms, and gave rein to all the passionate love and delirious happiness which was flooding his being.

There one can leave them—­together—­for always—­looking out upon the realization of that fair dream of life.

Safe in each other’s arms, in those smooth waters, beyond the rocks.

THE END

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“It is a book to make one forget that the world is gray.  Be as sad, as sane as you like, for all the other days of your life, but steal one mad day, I adjure you, and read ‘Three Weeks.’”

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“The power and beauty of its descriptions and the pathos of its scenes are undeniable.”

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“A cleverly told tale, full of dainty sentiment, of poetic dreaming and dramatic incident.”

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“We feel inclined to throw at her (the heroine) neither stones nor laurels, but rather to congratulate the author upon a powerful story that lays a grip upon the mind and heart.”