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Rh every other thing in the world, and you denied?”

The woman's voice faltered and broke; her hands relaxed, and began to slip from the great arms of the chair. The man came over, and knelt down beside her and put his arms around her.

“Marion, dear heart,” he said, “you do love me. You will trust me a little while,—just a little while?”

The woman's head slipped down on his shoulder. “Love you!” she murmured, “I have always loved you. Surely I shall always love you. But when you are gone, the world is so empty, so miserably empty!”