Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. ’ She closed her mind on the possibility of finding out, and went on, ‘But me, I have been in a war, and I have won. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. ’ Quick anger flared, surpassing the fluttering hope. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better underneath.
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