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'
You
have
borne
more
,
and
have
been
,
through
all
,
the
best
and
gentlest
creature
that
ever
shed
happiness
on
every
one
she
knew
,
'
said
Mrs.
Maylie
,
embracing
her
tenderly
.
'
Come
,
come
,
my
love
,
remember
who
this
is
who
waits
to
clasp
you
in
his
arms
,
poor
child
!
See
here
--
look
,
look
,
my
dear
!
'
'
Not
aunt
,
'
cried
Oliver
,
throwing
his
arms
about
her
neck
;
'
I
'll
never
call
her
aunt
--
sister
,
my
own
dear
sister
,
that
something
taught
my
heart
to
love
so
dearly
from
the
first
!
Rose
,
dear
,
darling
Rose
!
'
Let
the
tears
which
fell
,
and
the
broken
words
which
were
exchanged
in
the
long
close
embrace
between
the
orphans
,
be
sacred
.
A
father
,
sister
,
and
mother
,
were
gained
,
and
lost
,
in
that
one
moment
.
Joy
and
grief
were
mingled
in
the
cup
;
but
there
were
no
bitter
tears
:
for
even
grief
itself
arose
so
softened
,
and
clothed
in
such
sweet
and
tender
recollections
,
that
it
became
a
solemn
pleasure
,
and
lost
all
character
of
pain
.
They
were
a
long
,
long
time
alone
.
A
soft
tap
at
the
door
,
at
length
announced
that
some
one
was
without
.
Oliver
opened
it
,
glided
away
,
and
gave
place
to
Harry
Maylie
.
'
I
know
it
all
,
'
he
said
,
taking
a
seat
beside
the
lovely
girl
.
'
Dear
Rose
,
I
know
it
all
.
'
'
I
am
not
here
by
accident
,
'
he
added
after
a
lengthened
silence
;
'
nor
have
I
heard
all
this
to-night
,
for
I
knew
it
yesterday
--
only
yesterday
.
Do
you
guess
that
I
have
come
to
remind
you
of
a
promise
?
'
'
Stay
,
'
said
Rose
.
'
You
DO
know
all
.
'
'
All
.
You
gave
me
leave
,
at
any
time
within
a
year
,
to
renew
the
subject
of
our
last
discourse
.
'
'
I
did
.
'
