Wife in Name Only by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Monica) Brame
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dozen duels on my hands before morning."
"'This is my favorite," she said, as the music of the irresistible "Blue Danube" filled the room. Then it seemed to her that they floated away into another sphere. His arm was round her, his eyes smiling down into hers. With youth, music, beauty, love, there was nothing wanting to complete the charm. When it was over, he asked her if she would rest. "No," said Philippa; "I heard the playing of a fountain in the fernery. I should like to go there." They went through the magnificent suite of rooms, and then through the conservatory into the dim, beautiful fernery, where the lamps glowed like stars, and the cool rippling water fell with a musical rhythm into the deep basin below. They could hear the distant sound of music from the ball-room. It was a time when love, if it lay in a man's heart, would spring, into sweet, sudden life. "If he loves me," she said to herself, "he will tell me so now." "I like this better than the ball-room," she said. "By the way, you have not told me if you like my dress?" she added, anxious to bring him to the one subject she had at heart. "Do you remember that when we were children, Norman, you used to criticise my dress?" "Did I? It was very rude of me. I should not venture to criticise anything so marvelous now. It is a wonderful dress, Philippa; in the |
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