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    台湾小说网  www.192.tw栗子小说    m.lizi.tw小说站  www.xsz.twdvalehankyou;thatisenough.ei

    knohehour,ientothisspot,youeasilygetoverthis

    fenceyassistance,acarriageusatthegate,inh

    youpanytosisters;thereliviiredling

    insociety,asyououseourpooresist

    oppression,andnotsufferourselvestobeputtodeathlikesheep,

    selvesbysighs.”

    ”yes,”saidvalentine,”i,

    xilian;andnoisfiedhyourbetrothal”saidthe

    younggirlsorrowfully.

    ”adoredvalentine,ysatisfa.”

    valentinehadapproached,orrather,hadplacedherlipssohe

    fenorrel,hwerepressed

    againsttheothersideoftheldandinexorablebarrier.”adieu,then,

    tilleetagain,”saidvaleearingherselfaway.”ishallhear

    froou”

    ”yes.”

    ”thanks,thanks,dearlove,adieu”thesoundofakisswasheard,and

    valentihroughtheavenue.rrellisteocatchthelast

    soundofherdressbrushingthebranches,andofherfootsteponthe

    gravel,thenraisedhiseyesileofthankfulo

    heavenforbeiedtobethusloved,andthenalsodisappeared.

    theyouuedhoandedalltheeveningandallthe

    dayessage.ithefollowingday,

    atabouttenooing,ashe.

    desthepostnasllbillet,

    valehoughhehadnotbeforeseenher

    ing.itothiseffect:

    tears,eies,prayers,haveavailednothierday,for

    tthechurchofsaintphillippeduroule,andfortwo

    hoursiprayedstfervently.heavenisasinflexibleasn,andthe

    signatureofthentractisfixedforthiseveningatnineoclock.i

    havebutoneproseandbutoogive;thatproseispledged

    toyou,thatheartisalsoyours.thisevening,then,ataquarterto

    hegate.

    yourbetrothed,

    valentinedevillefort.

    p.s.praserdayherfever

    auodeliriutodayherdeliriusalstdness.youwill

    beverykindto,akefetsorrowin

    leavihusithinkitiskeptasecretfrorandpapanoirtier,

    thatthentractistobesighisevening.

    rreledthehentract

    ontecristoand

    heardstillre.franzhadbeentoannounadade

    villeforthadalsoteheunttoexcuseheotinviting

    hithedeathofdesaintranandthedangerousillnessofhis

    overtheetingshould

    besharedbytheuntshehedaybefore

    franzhadbeeedtodadesaintran,herbed

    torediatelyafter.

    itiseasytosupposethatrrelsagitationescapethe

    uiecristooreaffeatethan

    ever,indeed,hisnneresrrelwason

    thepointoftellinghill.buthereadeto

    valentine,ahissecret.

    theyoungnreadvaletertesintheurseofthe

    day.itehereadithe

    reneakeherhappy.hoanwho

    hasdeseousaresolution

    hiorshehassacrificedeverythinghoshereallyto

    besuprelylovedshebeesatonceaqueenandais

    iossibletothankandlovehersuffitly.rrelloensely

    forthent,

    xilian;eandhelp.”hehadarrangedeverythingforher

    escape;thecloverfield;acabrioletwas

    orderedforxilianalone,houtaservant,houtlights;atthe

    tuingofthefirststreettheyps,asitwouldbe

    foolishtoattraaions.

    oontthe

    topofthatectthedestofhisdearvalentine,

    pressinginhisarforthefirsttiherofhehadyetonly

    kissedthedelicatehand.

    heafteoonarrivedathatthehourwasdrawingnear,

    hee;asilequestion

    frofriehielfinhisrooand

    triedtoread,buthiseyeglancedoverthepagehoutuanding

    aesatdown

    tosketchhisplan,theladdersandthefelengththehour

    dreandeeplyinlovealloheclockstogoon

    peaentedhissoeffectuallythattheystruckeight

    athalfpastsix.hethensaid,”itistitostart;thesignaturewas

    indeedfixedtotakeplaineoclock,butperhapsvalentinewill

    notorrel,haviherueslay

    athalfpasteightbyhistipieteredthecloverfieldwhile

    theclockofsaintphillippedurouleriki.thehorseand

    cabrioletallruin,orrelhadoften

    ed.

    thenightgraduallydreeda

    deeperhue.thenrrelhishidingplacehabeating

    heart,andlookedthroughthesllopeningie;there

    nooobeseen.theclockstruckhalfpasteight,andstillanother

    halfhourorreloandfro,and

    gazedreandrefrequentlythroughtheopening.thegardenbeca

    darkerstill,butinthedarknesshelookedinvainfortheedress,

    andinthesilencehevainlylistenedforthesoundoffootsteps.the

    house,ainedindarkness,

    andgavenoindiportaasthesignatureofa

    rriagentractorrellookedathisch,ed

    aquartertoten;butsoonthesaclockhehadalreadyheardstrike

    tesrectifiedtheerrorbystrikinghalfpastnine.

    thisevalentinehadfixed.it

    ontfortheyoungn.theslightestrustlingofthe

    foliage,theleastlingofthetractedhisattention,and

    dreblinglyfixedhisladder,

    and,nottoloseant,plaidst

    allthesealteation

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