Then she is pleased, and slips her hand into his, and goes along the quiet road, beside him with a heart in which high jubilee holds sway.,
On the middle of the rustic bridge before mentioned he stops her, to say, unexpectedly,—,
He is now speaking with some difficulty, and is looking, not at her, but at the pattern he is drawing on the soft loam at his feet..
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