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The People Of The Mist

CHAPTER II
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It is not a crime; they cannot kill you for it." "Indeed they can, or just as bad," replied Jane.

Then suddenly she threw her arms about her lover's neck and burying her beautiful face upon his breast, she began to sob bitterly, murmuring, "Oh my darling, my darling, what shall I do without you ?" Over the brief and distressing scene which followed it may be well to drop a veil.

Leonard's bitterness of mind forsook him now, and he kissed her and comforted her as he might best, even going so far as to mingle his tears with hers, tears of which he had no cause to be ashamed.

At length she tore herself loose, for the shouts were growing louder and more insistent.
"I forgot," she sobbed, "here is a farewell present for you; keep it in memory of me, Leonard," and thrusting her hand into the bosom of her dress she drew from it a little packet which she gave to him.
Then once more they kissed and clung together, and in another moment she had vanished back into the snow and darkness, passing out of Leonard's sight and out of his life, though from his mind she could never pass.
"A farewell present.

Keep it in memory of me." The words yet echoed in his ears, and to Leonard they seemed fateful--a prophecy of utter loss.
Sighing heavily, he opened the packet and examined its contents by the feeble moonlight.


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