” “Why not?” She turned on him. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. "That would be certain destruction. It gave her joy to see them laughing, even though she was unsure of what she had done wrong. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his.
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