“I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. ” “Yes, yes. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss to recognise the carpenter's daughter. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. " "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. " So saying, he left the room. Losing his presence of mind, Jack quitted his hold, and dropped upon the frame. . “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered.
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