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"Keep your kiss," exclaims he, savagely, "since it cost you such an effort to give it, and keep the parchment too. It is yours because of my love for you.","An overwhelming desire to see you again," returns this wise young man, in a tone that is absolutely abject.,"What else?" says Mona, shyly.,"Do you mean to tell me that I don't care for you?" says Rodney, quickly.,Perhaps Longfellow has more cleverly—and certainly more tenderly—than any other poet described the earlier approaches of the god of Love, when he says,—,"Ah! Then you refuse to answer me," says Mona, hastily, if somewhat wearily.,Of life, or living creature,,"Well; there isn't much, is there?" says Mona, pleasantly.,The old man followed close after it, and as he ran along he came to a place where a great clot of blood had fallen from the buffalo's wound. When he came to where this clot of blood was lying on the ground, he stumbled and fell and spilled his arrows out of his quiver, and while he was picking them up he picked up also the clot of blood and hid it in his quiver.,"Happy?" reproachfully. "I shan't know a happy moment until I see you again!",To him, however, all is different; and the hour is fraught with a tremulous joy, and with a vague sweet longing that means love as yet untold.,"Thanks, dear; you are always good," murmurs Lady Rodney, who has ever an eye to the main chance..