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‘
Agnes
!
Stay
!
A
moment
!
’
She
was
going
away
,
but
I
detained
her
.
I
clasped
my
arm
about
her
waist
.
‘
In
the
course
of
years
!
’
‘
It
is
not
a
new
one
!
’
New
thoughts
and
hopes
were
whirling
through
my
mind
,
and
all
the
colours
of
my
life
were
changing
.
‘
Dearest
Agnes
!
Whom
I
so
respect
and
honour
—
whom
I
so
devotedly
love
!
When
I
came
here
today
,
I
thought
that
nothing
could
have
wrested
this
confession
from
me
.
I
thought
I
could
have
kept
it
in
my
bosom
all
our
lives
,
till
we
were
old
.
But
,
Agnes
,
if
I
have
indeed
any
new
-
born
hope
that
I
may
ever
call
you
something
more
than
Sister
,
widely
different
from
Sister
!
—
—
’
Her
tears
fell
fast
;
but
they
were
not
like
those
she
had
lately
shed
,
and
I
saw
my
hope
brighten
in
them
.
‘
Agnes
!
Ever
my
guide
,
and
best
support
!
If
you
had
been
more
mindful
of
yourself
,
and
less
of
me
,
when
we
grew
up
here
together
,
I
think
my
heedless
fancy
never
would
have
wandered
from
you
.
But
you
were
so
much
better
than
I
,
so
necessary
to
me
in
every
boyish
hope
and
disappointment
,
that
to
have
you
to
confide
in
,
and
rely
upon
in
everything
,
became
a
second
nature
,
supplanting
for
the
time
the
first
and
greater
one
of
loving
you
as
I
do
!
’
Still
weeping
,
but
not
sadly
—
joyfully
!
And
clasped
in
my
arms
as
she
had
never
been
,
as
I
had
thought
she
never
was
to
be
!
‘
When
I
loved
Dora
—
fondly
,
Agnes
,
as
you
know
—
—
’
‘
Yes
!
’
she
cried
,
earnestly
.
‘
I
am
glad
to
know
it
!
’
‘
When
I
loved
her
—
even
then
,
my
love
would
have
been
incomplete
,
without
your
sympathy
.
I
had
it
,
and
it
was
perfected
.
And
when
I
lost
her
,
Agnes
,
what
should
I
have
been
without
you
,
still
!
’
