"You write to him, and he writes to you," she said. "While I am alive, if he asks after me, always tell him I am well, and never say I am unhappy. Don't distress him, Marian - for my sake, don't distress him. If I die first, promise you will give him this little book of his drawings, with my hair in it. There can be no harm, when I am gone, in telling him that I put it there with my own hands. And say - oh, Marian, say for me, then, what I can never say for myself - say I loved him!"
(from The Woman In White, by Willam Wilkie Collins)
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