‘Now, madame, tell me all about your life in France. “We are to begin our married life to-night—here where I first met you. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. “I have spoken too many truths to-night. "You can't go to sea with a book of rules. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold.
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