"Mary," said he, taking her in his arms, without a single word of love-making beyond what the reader has heard,—"one kiss before we part." "No, Phineas, no!" But the kiss had been taken and given before she had even answered him. "Oh, Phineas, you shouldn't!" "I should. Why shouldn't I? And, Mary, I will have one morsel of your hair." "You shall not; indeed you shall not!" But the scissors were at hand, and the ringlet was cut and in his pocket before she was ready with her resistance. There was nothing further;—not a word more, and Mary went away with her veil down, under her mother's wing,
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