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having you with me always, and that joy is well worth the fear of pain. Is it not so for you?" |
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"Before God, it is only your pain I fear, not my own," Walter said fervently. |
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"I know that," Sybelle replied, "but as long as you live and love me, you need fear no other pain for me." She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, then turned and left the room. |
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