Excerpt from The Gods Arrive "Still, the end spells triumph" said Franklin, gloomily. His voice roused the girl, huddled up, asleep, in the chair beside the window. In a minute she was wide awake, but she did not move or speak. She smiled to herself. "If I were so certain of triumph I should at least have the gaiety of my convictions," she thought. "They win who laugh, yet he has won already, in spite of his seriousness." Tender lines gathered round her mouth as she thought of the story that had first attracted her to Richard Franklin. He had beggared himself to feed the starving women and children in a great dock-strike. A book lover, he had sacrificed his library for them; his furniture, his savings, even his clothes had been offered up. Finally, to save himself from starvation he had been forced to take a humble post in the Labour movement. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.