[She and I, Volume 1 by John Conroy Hutcheson]@TWC D-Link bookShe and I, Volume 1 CHAPTER SEVEN 15/21
I like dreamy music, although it always makes me melancholy-- indeed, all music affects me the same way, in spite of my not being by any means what you would call a sad person.
On the contrary, I am supposed to be one of the most light-hearted fellows imaginable, and, certainly, laugh more than I ever cry.
However, mirth and sadness are closer allies than people generally suspect.
All emotion proceeds, more or less, from hysteria. While Mrs Clyde was playing, Min and I got talking.
She thanked me for coming early; and upbraided the absent guests for thinking it fashionable to come later than bidden. We discussed the rival merits of a scarlet japonica and a double fuchsia, giving the palm of merit to the former, though the latter had some wondrous lobes; and I was also asked my opinion whether her favourite maidenhair fern would survive a sudden and unaccountable blight which had fallen upon it a few days before. She then showed me the identical violets I had given her that Christmas morning, now so long passed by: she had tipped the stalks with sealing wax and preserved them in cotton wool, so that they looked as fresh as when first gathered. "There!" she said, with an air of triumph.
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