Page 169 - Fairbrass
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There was little more to tell. Soon
after that they had kissed for the last time,
and with aching- hearts they went their
separate ways,
( Ohr if I could only bring those two
poor things together,’ cried Fairbrass, ‘ how
gladly I would die ! 1
An hour later, the sister, coming into
the deserted garden—it is easy to guess
why she came—found him lying on the
damp ground underneath the Poplar-trees,
sobbing and shivering, with Pax looking
helplessly at him and licking his cold hands.