Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. ’ ‘Melusine!’ came sharply from the doorway. John’s father brought down a violin from a high closet shelf. ” He then slipped a diamond ring on her finger. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. So I am already no longer the girl you knew at Morningside Park.
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