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For we have the great secret of all joy -- we love each other ! '' With her eyes full of the dreamy light of inward heart 's content , she turned and went into the house . The sight of David 's empty chair by the fire troubled her , -- but she tried to believe that Angus would succeed in finding him on the highroad , and in persuading him to return at once . Towards noon Mrs. Twitt came in , somewhat out of breath , on account of having climbed the village street more rapidly than was her custom on such a warm day as it had turned out to be , and straightway began conversation . `` Wonders ` ull never cease , Mis ' Deane , an ' that 's a fact ! '' she said , wiping her hot face with the corner of her apron -- `` An ' while there 's life there 's ` ope ! I 'd as soon ` a thought o ' Weircombe Church walkin ' down to the shore an ' turnin ' itself into a fishin ' smack , as that you 'd a ' got engaged to be married !