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There, under the golden moon, with endless questions and reiteration of

answers, Valmai told her story and Cardo told his, until the ain Cardo pressed her to his heart, and

again and again she took his brown hands in her own and laid her cheek

upon them

"Oh, Cardo! is it true? or is it all a dream? So suddenly to leave my

sadness and sorrow behind, and to awake to this blessed reality!" And

as they rose to pursue their walk together, Cardo drew her arh

his, as if afraid for a moment to loosen his hold of her

"But your sister, dearest, is not like you! How could I have been

deceived? How could I, for one

would say such cruel things? No, no! you are utterly unlike each

other, though so strangely alike"

"Well, indeed, Cardo bâch! when you know her you will see hoeet and

beautiful she is! how reat love for me, and her desire that I should be happy, that made her

act as she did; and to-ive her, and to love her for ive anybody, anything, and will love

the whole world now that I have you back again But oh, Valmai, my