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Eunice was happier than she had been
 For many days, and yet the hours were long.
All Gervase told to her but made her lean
 More heavily upon the past.  Among
Her hopes she lived, even when she was giving
 Her morning orders, even when she twined
    Nosegays to deck her parlours.  With the thought
 Of Everard, her mind
Solaced its solitude, and in her striving
To do as he would wish was all her living.
    She welcomed Gervase for the news he brought.