Tuesday, March 31, 2009

The Reaper Whose Name Is Death (ch 37)

Matthew is gone.


"Anne looked at the still face and there beheld the seal of the Great Presence."


"She felt something like shame and remorse when she discovered that the sunrises behind the firs and the pale pink buds opening in the garden gave her the old inrush of gladness when she saw them - that Diana's visits were pleasant to her and that Diana's merry words and ways moved her to laughter and love and friendship had lost none of its power to please her fancy and thrill her heart, that life still called her with many insistent voices."


"Today Diana said something funny and I found myself laughing. I thought when it happened I could never laugh again. And it somehow seems as if I oughtn't to."


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