Do you agree, Dexie?"
"Yes, but I feel as if I shall never have the heart to play anything again,
Lancy," for this parting from her friend hurt her more than she expected.
"Oh! yes, you will;" and he drew her over to the window within the shadow
of the curtains. "The time will soon slip by, and when I go to claim you
it will seem to you like coming back home again. I shall always be looking
forward to that time, Dexie, so remember your promise."
"You must not forget the conditions, Lancy, and if you find your love grows
less, instead of more, be honest with your own heart, and do not, in your
pride, hide it from me. Absence may not 'make the heart grow fonder' in our
case," she added, with a sad smile.
"Do not prophesy evil, but think of the happy present. Are you afraid or
ashamed to own the fact to others, that you care for me at the present
time?"
"No, I do not think any one who knows us will accuse either of us of
bashfulness; the opposite has been laid to my charge until it has become an
old story," she replied.
"Well, seeing that we understand each other, why not wear your ring? I
particularly want Hugh to see it on your finger; I don't believe he has
given you up yet, Dexie.
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