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Manning,” she said, “for a time—Will you tell no one? Will you keep this—our secret? I’m doubtful—Will you please not even tell my aunt?” “As you will,” he said. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went out. Marry me. At a little after five, on that day, four horses dashed round the corner of the Old Bailey, and drew up before the door of the Lodge. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. “Gracious!” she exclaimed to herself. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place.
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