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"There, don't cry, and you shall have it all your own way," he says, with a sigh. "To-morrow we will decide what is to be done." "You malign yourself," says Mona. "It is all impossible. You will have no such weak moment, or I do not know you. You will be faithful always, until he can marry you, and, if he never can, why, then you can be faithful too, and go to your grave with his image only in your heart That is not so bad a thought, is it?" "Hate you!" replies he, with a smile of ineffable fondness, "my preserver and my love!".
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