Hand in hand the two citizens of the Government of God--outcasts of the government of Man--passed slowly down the length of the room.

Then out into the hall.
Then out into the night.

The heavy clang of the closing door tolled the knell of their departure.

They were gone.
But the orderly routine of the house--inexorable as death--pursued its appointed course.

As the clock struck the hour the dinner-bell rang.