By the Light of the Soul - A Novel by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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asylum very likely, or take to drink. No, dear, you can't teach such
an old bird new tricks; he's been in one tree too long, summer and winter." "Well, after all, you have not got to go out to-day," remarked Ida, skilfully, and Harry again stretched himself with a sense of present comfort. "That is so, dear," he said. "I have something you like for supper, too," said Ida, "and I think George Adams and Louisa may drop in and we can have some music." Harry brightened still more. He liked George Adams, and the wife had more than a talent for music, of which Harry was passionately fond. She played wonderfully on Ida's well-tuned grand piano. "I thought you might like it," said Ida, "and I spoke to Louisa as I was coming out of church." "You were very kind, sweetheart," Harry said, and again a flood of gratitude seemed to sweeten life for the man. Ida took another step in her sequence. "I think Maria had better stay up, if they do come," said she. "She enjoys music so much. She can keep on her new gown. Maria is so careful of her gowns that I never feel any anxiety about her soiling them." |
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