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I held onto hihtly I did not want to separate froainstintoback my hair His eyes filled with tears

"Jessie, my own lass," he said "My bairn"

"Yes, Robbie; I a forth

"And I-I a that he spoke truly

I pulled his head down to rest upon ht was too htly to allow myself room to breathe, and stroked his hair, his shoulder, his back His skin was damp with sweat I felt the wetness of his passion and ether in ainst htly to ht I felt wildly happy and for a ot why; then I felt Robbie next to me and I ith awe and thankfulness I turnedexcitement and joy; I smothered the cry which rose in me with my hand lest I should wake him

I had at last obtained ht I was sure now that Robbie loved o with hirown froirl into the unconditional love of a true wife

Robbie opened his eyes "Mrs Stewart," he said, and smiled; and then he reached for me