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"Down below in the hollow, miss,—jist behind the hawthorn-bush. Go home some other way, Miss Mona: they're bint on blood." "Then thank you, and I shall go with you, if you will allow me," says Geoffrey, hurriedly, as he sees her disappearing. "Yes, they are pretty, but insignificant," says the Æsthete, contemptuously. "Paltry children of the earth, not to be compared with the lenten or the tiger lily, or the fiercer beauty of the sunflower, or the hues of the unsurpassable thistle!".
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"I dare say it is; but the fact remains. I don't know what is the matter with me. It is a barren feeling,—a longing, it may be, for something I can never obtain." "Tim," she says, "what have I ever done to you that you should seek to make me unhappy?" He, too, looks at her. The same thought fills them both. As they are together there in the water, so (pray they) "may we be together in life." This hope is sweet almost to solemnity. "If—if you loved a fellow, would anything turn you against him?" asks he, suddenly, looking her full in the face..
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