"I will."
"Say to me again what you once said."
"Donald, I love you."
Gently he drew her down to him, and their lips met.
The red sun was sinking behind the fringe of trees, and the shadowed
nook in which they sat was darkening fast. He had been watching her in
silence, unable to escape feeling a little hurt because of her grave
face, and those tears yet clinging to her lashes.
"I wish you to be very happy, Naida dear," he whispered, drawing her
head tenderly down until it found rest upon his shoulder.
"Yes, I feel you do, and I am; but it cannot come all at once, Donald,
for I have lost so much--so much. I--I hope he knows."
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