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Show 131 "Anything...except say that Oath. Promise me you never will." "Hannah, Hannah, don't die. I need you as never before." "John, I am going to die. You must trust in the Lord! Promise me...promise me you won't say that Oath!" She spoke with every ounce of strength she had. "The words-you've said so yourself--they are an abomination." He looked at her, the word love taking on new meaning. Then he bowed his head feeling shame for having thought that he was the one making the sacrifice. "John..." Her tones were gentle. "I promise," his words were sure, carrying not only a promise but a destiny in their meaning. "I love you," Hannah's heart reached out to him, giving him renewed life. "And I, you." Their hearts were knit. Hannah closed her eyes and drifted unwillingly off to sleep. "Hannah?" Lathrop called anxiously. "Jane!" he called with urgency. Jane immediately entered. She looked at her mother and the peaceful expression on her face. "She's asleep. Lately she's been drifting off like that. Perhaps this would be a good time to visit |
