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"Come," he said; "it is all right, then. Do not take the matter so seriously, my darling Laura. The worst part of it is that you should have made such a journey alone, and have to go back alone, and at night! That is what grieves me. If I could but go with you--and yet that would scarcely be wise--but it is impossible under the circumstances. Come, give me your arm, my dear Laura."
A little shiver ran through her frame, and she caught her breath with a stifled sob.