Her companion is singularly silent. Scarce one word has escaped him since she first laid her hand upon his arm, and now again dumbness, or some hidden feeling, seals his lips.,
"He has often called you that; but,"—shyly,—"now that I have seen you, I don't think the name suits you a bit.",
So they start, in a lazy, happy-go-lucky fashion, for their walk, conversing as they go, of themselves principally as all true lovers will..
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