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niture enter that home. Yet how well, 

 in its elegant simplicity, it was fur- 

 nished. Strangers in the town yon- 

 der occasionally walked out, begging 

 admittance to look at the paintings 

 and furnishings. For the twenty- 

 three years of her life there had been 

 no change, and also no decay, and her 

 mother's experience before her had 

 been the same. She could not bear 

 the thought of going out from that 

 home. Evening could never be as 

 fair as this one, in any other spot on 

 earth. Could there come one whose 

 words would woo her away from the 

 house of her ancestors? To her the 

 future did not lie wrapped up in 

 a new experience whereunto love 

 opened the door. That might be hers 

 some day, yet no frenzy of anxiety, 



