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There was yet wine upon the table I filled a cup and brought it to her "Drink!" I commanded

"I have much of forbearance, much of courtesy, to thank you for," she said "I will remember it when--Do not think that I shall blame you"-I held the cup to her lips "Drink!" I repeated She touched the red ith her lips I took it from her and put it to my own "We drink of the same cup," I said, with my eyes upon hers, and drained it to the bottoo into the garden and watch the minister's bees"