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Coralie

CHAPTER VIII
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No gentleman looks completely dressed without a flower.

You do not know what heliotrope means.

Men never--or, at least, very seldom--care for the sweetest of all languages--the language of flowers.

What that heliotrope means, cousin, I say to you." It was not until some weeks afterward that, looking quite accidentally over an old book, I discovered the spray of heliotrope meant, "I love you." The beautiful picture of this fair, passionate woman died from my mind as I went to seek one a thousand times more fair.

How well I remember the day--the golden sunshine, the fragrant wind, the blooming flowers, as I rode forth to win my love! It seemed to me that the summer skies smiled on me, and the singing birds wished me joy.
The way to Harden Manor lay through green, flowery lanes and a shady highroad.


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