All that kept her from breaking was that it was not an image of strength that was leaving her; she would be just as strong without him.

“You are mine-you know you're mine!" he cried wildly...the moonlight twisted in …”

“The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the…”

“When Vanity kissed Vanity, a hundred happy Junes ago, he pondered o'er her brea…”

“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”