It shall be your wedding ring. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a memorial——" "Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. “I feared we might have a fog. ” For some seconds he had remained quite still.
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