If you'll allow me, I'll send you another copy." "Please don't go." "The tears are on your cheeks.

It is a moving poem.
"Oh, may we never love as those have loved! "This is the third and last good-bye.

Good-bye." The younger Cary turned and resolutely walked away.

Miss Dandridge rose and followed him.

He did not turn his head, and the thick turf could not echo her light footfall.