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The Gold-Stealers - A Story of Waddy by Edward Dyson
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'No,' she said, and she was strong again. 'In asking you to be silent I
make you false to your people. I do ask that, but no more. Harry, you
must not come again. Promise me you will not.'

'You'll come to me--we'll see each other?'

'No, dear. Better not, till this terrible business is over.'

Chris, I can't part like that.'

'You must, you must. Would you make it harder for me? Would you give me a
new burden of shame and grief?'

'I'd die for you! There's nothing I wouldn't do for you!

'Then do this, my true love. Promise me you will not come here again.'

'Will it be for long?'

'No, it cannot be for long. Promise me. Promise me. Promise!'

'You know if he's-taken an' tried I will have to give evidence against
him.'

'I do,' she answered, shuddering.

'An' that'll make no difference to our love?'

'I will always love you, Harry.'

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