"If—if you loved a fellow, would anything turn you against him?" asks he, suddenly, looking her full in the face.,
The whole of the long north gallery is flooded with its splendor. The oriel window at its farther end is lighted up, and from it can be seen a picture, living, real, that resembles fairy-land.,
"Tell me again how it all happened," he says, laying his hands on her shoulders. And then she goes through it again, slowly, carefully..
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