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There was nothing more that he could do ; but he remembered that Arenta had stepped on board the La Belle France as the clock struck three , and that she also had gone smiling to her unknown destiny . `` Two emigrants , '' he thought , `` pilgrims of Love and Death , and both went smiling ! '' An unwonted tenderness came into his heart ; he thought of the bright , lovely bride clinging so trustfully to her husband 's arm , and he voiced this gentle feeling to his wife in very sincere wishes for the safety and happiness of the little emigrant for Love . He had a singular reluctance to name her -- he knew not why -- with the other little maid who also had left smiling at three o'clock , an emigrant for whom Death had opened eternal vistas of delight . `` I do not know , '' said Mrs. Moran , `` how Van Ariens could suffer his daughter to go to a country full of turmoil and bloodshed . '' `` He was very unhappy to do so , Ava . But when things have gone a certain length they have fatality .