"A pierced side!"

"Was it--"

"No. It couldn't be."

"Well, we worship the same God and--"

Ah, they were seen. There were quick words of command from the
trenches, a staccato of rifle-shots, and two bodies lay side by side,
hands still clasped, while the snow reddened and reddened beneath them.

And it was Christmas eve.




IX

The Forgiver of Sins




"I SAY UNTO THEE UNTIL SEVENTY TIMES SEVEN"




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