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As o'er the grass, beneath the larches there We gaily stepped, the high noon overhead, Then Love was born -- was born so strong and fair. Knowest thou! Love is dead. _Gipsy Song._
At last he was free. He had wrested his bride and the treasure trusted to his honour from the snares so unexpectedly laid on his path; whatever troubles might remain stored against him in the dim distance of time, he would not reck them now. The present and the immediate future were full of splendour and triumph.