Her Faithful Knight — page 70: what you’re looking at

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66 A Ruined Life. was very good to me. But they were poor people, with a large family, and were naturally curious about me; so while the woman was out marketing in the evening for Sunday I put a few pence I had left on the table, and be- gan very slowly, by easy stages and waiting for nightfall to make my way home. “Just to die in your arms, Dolly, dear. I knew, I felt sure, my strength would hold out long enough for that. But you must put over my grave: ‘Phyllis, wife of S. Trevelyan ;’ Dolly, be sure you do that. I don’t know whether it will make much difference in the next world; but, oh! it makes so much in this. And there will be no slur upon you, then, dear, and Cresswell need never know. “There! It is all told now. Kiss me, Dorothy, and I shall know you are fond of me still. And now let me sleep.” Eomichbookszco