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"But I would use my strength for you because--I love you, gentle Agnes!"
"That is right, too," replied Agnes. "We must all love one another, my
good Antonio."
"You must know what I mean," said the young man. "I mean that I want to
marry you."
"I am sorry for that, Antonio," replied Agnes, gravely; "because I do
not want to marry you. I am never going to marry anybody."
"Ah, girls always talk so, my mother told me; but nobody ever heard of
a girl that did not want a husband; that is impossible," said Antonio,
with simplicity.
"I believe girls generally do, Antonio; but I do not: my desire is to go
to the convent."
"To the convent, pretty Agnes? Of all things, what should you want to
go to the convent for? You never had any trouble. You are young, and
handsome, and healthy, and almost any of the fellows would think himself
fortunate to get you."
"I would go there to live for God and pray for souls," said Agnes.
"But your grandmother will never let you; she means you shall marry me.
I heard her and my mother talking about it last night; and my mother
bade me come on, for she said it was all settled.
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