John’s father added cheerfully, “So, do you play any violin?” She balked at the stereotype, but admitted, “Yes, I play violin. Then a light seemed to break in upon him. I thank God for the beauty you love and the faults you love. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. And then all her restlessness was turned to joy. In the beginning it was a dictionary. Be a good wife to him. It is nothing at all for you to worry about.
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