She must choose and choose alone.

Not in fear of punishment, for this was not possible to her.

Not in hope of glory, for that she must inherit, but only for the hope's sake that she might--save a soul alive.
Out of her deep heart's infinite love and charity thus she chose in atonement of her mortal sin.

And as she chose the great arc of Heaven above her, that had been grey and silent, burst to splendour and to song.
So Barbara for a while bade farewell to those who loved her, bade farewell to Anthony her heart's heart.

Once more, alone, utterly alone, she laid her on the couch in the great chamber with the translucent dome and thence her spirit was whirled back through nothingness to the hell of Earth, there to be born again in the child of the evil woman, that it might save a soul alive.
Thus did the sweet and holy Barbara--Barbara who came back--in atonement of her sin.
For her reward, as she fights on in hope, she has memory and such visions as are written here.
THE END.