‘That will never be,’ she said. ‘You know it was only a girl’s fancy, and never, never meant anything.’
‘I know nothing of the sort,’ Florence said, ‘and I think it never meant so much as now.’
‘Florry!’ cried Emily, in sudden alarm, ‘if you ever tell, if you ever breathe a syllable——!’
‘No, I never will!’ said Florence, pursing up her lips as if to prevent any treacherous word from coming out.
And, though she had many temptations and struggles with herself, she never did—until there came a time——
THE END
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