`` I have promised to marry you , Mark , and I will keep my word , '' she said . The color came back to Isabella Clark 's face ; but Mark 's did not change . `` Phillippa , '' said Owen , and the pain in his voice made my old heart ache bitterer than ever , `` have you ceased to love me ? '' My dearie would have been more than human , if she could have resisted the pleading in his tone . She said no word , but just looked at him for a moment . We all saw the look ; her whole soul , full of love for Owen , showed out in it . Then she turned and stood by Mark . Owen never said a word . He went as white as death , and started for the door . But again Mark Foster put himself in the way . `` Wait , '' he said . `` She has made her choice , as I knew she would ; but I have yet to make mine . And I choose to marry no woman whose love belongs to another living man . Phillippa , I thought Owen Blair was dead , and I believed that , when you were my wife , I could win your love . But I love you too well to make you miserable . Go to the man you love -- you are free ! '' `` And what is to become of me ? '' wailed Isabella . `` Oh , you ! -- I had forgotten about you , '' said Mark , kind of weary-like .
He took a paper from his pocket , and dropped it XXXXX the grate .
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