close embrace between the orphans

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rds which were
exchanged in the long, close embrace between the orphans, be
sacred. A father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that
one moment. Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there
were no bitter tears; for even grief itself arose so softened, and
clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a
solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain.
They were a long, long time alone. A soft tap at the door, at
length announced that some one was without. Oliver opened it,
glided away, and gave place to Harry Maylie.
“I know it all,” he said, taking a seat beside the lovely girl.
“Dear Rose [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I know it all.”
“I am not here by accident,” he added, after a lengthened
silence; “nor have I heard all this tonight, but I knew it
yesterday—only yesterday. Do you guess that I have come to
remind you of a promise?”
“Stay,” said Rose. “You do know all.”
“All. You gave me leave, at any time within a year [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], to renew the
subject of our last discourse.”
“I did.”
“Not to press you to alter your determination [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],” pursued the
young man, “but to hear you repeat it, if you would. I was to lay
whatever of station or fortune I might possess at your feet, and if
you still