Bear with me while I relate it.

(Mr.Braham takes out a handkerchief, unfolds it slowly; crashes it in his nervous hand, and throws it on the table).

Laura grew up in her humble southern home, a beautiful creature, the joy, of the house, the pride of the neighborhood, the loveliest flower in all the sunny south.

She might yet have been happy; she was happy.

But the destroyer came into this paradise.