In another instant she has eagerly clasped her arms around his neck.
"Heaven be praised; my prayer is answered.

My child has sought me out." It is the magic power of love.
John's face tells his great joy.

Words are denied them for some little time, but with brimming eyes they gaze into each other's face.
"Oh! mother, I have searched for you in many lands.

For years I have longed to see you, to tell you that my heart believed in you.

By the kindness of Heaven, that time has come." "And you, my own boy, you believe me innocent, worthy of your love, though the world called me guilty ?" she murmurs.
"Yes, because of the great love I bear you, I would believe it against all.