The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. John’s father brought down a violin from a high closet shelf. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. There was a young lad ahead of her. He had said so. You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers.
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