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  "I took her in my arms and held her."

  "Many waters shall not wash out love," said Eleanor.

  He stared into the smoldering fire.

  "Look!" he said, and Miles swung about toward the ridge behind.

  "I got behind a turn and fired as a man came on alone."

  "I reckon I shall have to ask you not pick any more of those roses," a voice said.

  "You see, the boat is very new and clean, Miss," he was saying.

  I felt myself pulled by two pairs of hands.