” Mrs. Not that it would make any difference if he was alive still. “And yet you still live, Butterfly. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. “I don’t want to take up your time. " "Never," echoed Smith, emphatically, "upon my honour. I shall not let you go till I am quite sure. . Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment.
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