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" replied Amael with a look of tenderness, "would you doubt my heart in the future?" "No, Amael," she answered naively, looking at the young man with an expression of timidity and surprise. "I shall never doubt you." "Mother, this sweet and brave girl saved your life; she is now a fugitive, forever separated from her family. If she should consent to give me her hand, would you accept her as a daughter?" "Oh, with joy! With thankfulness!" said Rosen-Aer. "But would you consent to the union, Septimine?" Blushing with surprise, with happiness and confusion, the girl threw herself on the neck of Amael's mother, and holding her face on the matron's breast, murmured: "I loved him since the day he showed himself so generous toward me at the convent of St. Saturnine. Did he not there protect me?" "Oh, Rosen-Aer!" now exclaimed the old man who had stood near wrapped in thought, "the gods have blessed my old age, seeing they reserved such a day for me." And after a few seconds of silent emotion, shared in by the young apprentices, the old man proceeded, saying: "My friends, if you will take my advice, let us resume our march. We shall have to walk briskly in order to arrive to-morrow evening at the frontier of Armorica." "Mother," said Amael, "lean upon me; you will not now refuse the support of my arm?" "No, oh, no! my child!" answered the matron with tenderness, and brimful of happiness, taking her son's arm. "And you, good father," said Septimine to the old goldsmith, "you lean on me." The fugitives resumed their march. After having traveled without accident until night and the following day, they arrived at moon-rise not far from the first spurs of the wild and high mountains that serve both as boundary and as ramparts to Armorica. The sight of his native soil awoke in Bonaik the recollections of his boyhood days as if by enchantment. Having before now crossed the frontiers with his father in order to attend the Breton fairs, he remembered that four druid stones of colossal size rose not far from a path that was cut between the rocks, and that was so closely hemmed in, that it allowed only one person to march abreast. The fugitives entered the path one after the other and began climbing the steep ascent. Amael marched first. Presently they arrived at a little clearing or platform, surrounded by precipices and beetled over by huge rocks. Suddenly the fugitives heard from a far distance above their head
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