" "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. " "The very point I aim at," said Darrell as he passed through the outlet. But she does not resemble you in any other way. With this view, he descended the hill and presently found a footpath leading to the church. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant.
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