Happy Sim Gage! to have a woman like Mary, his wife, stand and weep for him now.

He had lost her had she ever seen his face, and now, at least, he owned her tears.

A vast and noble flood carried happy Sim Gage out to the ocean at the end of all, to the rest and the absorption and the peace.
Mary Gage pushed back the bandage from her eyes furtively, unable to obey longer any command which cut her off from this new world to which she had come.

Before she dropped the bandage once more she had caught sight of a figure not looking toward her at the moment.
Allen Barnes was standing with his head up, his eyes looking out over the abysmal scene below.

Behind his back he had gripped tight together his long and sinewy hands.