” She said to him as they walked past houses down the block. “She has gone down into the country. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. Oh, cuss it!” “Eh?” “He said I would. "Well, my pretty dears," he added, "—to see your husband, eh? You must make the most of your time. “I am sorry,” he said slowly. “I shall be very glad to have you for a friend,” he said, “loving friend. “Yes, I know. . 2. No— no, it must never be. “Dear John,” she whispered.
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