She seemed to have waited so long to hear those words that for a moment the earth stood still, and the moon, the trees, the grotesque shadows across the heath, became in that instant transfixed in her memory. How shall I bear this exquisite happiness? It is too much: it will destroy me.
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Biography
Profession:
Writer
Nationality:
English
Born:
December 29, 1893
Died:
March 29, 1970