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Rh have seen you once more. Oh, my love, I have seen you once more!"

Then they fell to tears and embraces and long good-byes; and she, feeling him depart, slid upon the ground, her face amid the fern, crying, "Malachy! Malachy! Malachy!" as one cries upon the dead.