Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. And now—Dear! Dear! The dayspring from on high hath visited me. Eh bien, we shall see.
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