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bowing down her face, prayed earnestly, though
without words.

They both rose from their knees, His wife laid
her hand in his, and looking in his face with an
expression of the most undying love, said, in a low
voice, “ In joy and in Sorrow, in good and in evil, I
am ever thine! Let us go together, and retrieve the
wrong that has been done—and so may the Almighty
bless us !”

He bowed his face to her hand, and wetted it with
tears.

THE END.

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