Tell me a story—with apple-blossoms in it—about people who are happy. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. You are going to accept a post as chorus girl, or super, or something of that sort. Yet she held her tongue. He meditated, and began a new paragraph. She had made her way since then a little further into the heart of life. She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. Later, when the Reverend Henry Dolby entered the Spurlock room, his wife and daughter trailing amusedly behind him, and beheld the strained eagerness on the two young faces, he smiled inwardly and indulgently. This she put into the trunk.
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