CHAPTER SEVEN-4

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“Do you really mean that?” “Of course,” he replied. “That would be the most – wonderful thing that could ever happen!” Hermia said. “And – please – can it be very soon?” The Marquis laughed before he said, “Tonight, tomorrow or at the very latest two days from now.” Then, when Hermia wanted to tell him that she was sure it was impossible, she had no chance to do so. He was kissing her again and his kisses swept her up into a Heaven of happiness where there was only love and him. * The Church had been decorated by her mother with every white flower that the garden possessed. As Hermia came in through the door on Peter’s arm, she knew, although the pews were empty, that the whole building was filled with those who had once prayed there and were now wishing her happiness. She had no

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