We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. "I cannot part with him," replied the widow, bursting into tears; "indeed, indeed, I cannot. Her fingers rested upon his. Cut it as short as you can.
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