Leslie, after her first anguish was over, found it possible to go on with life after all, as most of us do, no matter what our particular form of torment has been. It is even possible that she enjoyed moments of it, when she was one of the gay circle in the little house of dreams.
L. M. MontgomeryAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: canadian
- Born: November 30, 1874
- Died: April 24, 1942
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