Good-night, Sara fach, I am glad to see thee looking so well.

Good-night, Morva.

Wilt come with me a little way?
'Twill be an excuse for another ten minutes under the stars, Sara." And they went out together, their shadows blending into one in the bright moonlight.
Once more Will extracted the oft-repeated promise, and Morva returned to the cottage, her chains only riveted more firmly, and her heart filled with a false strength, arising from an entire surrender of self and all selfish desires to an imaginary duty.
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