Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Excerpt: House Of Mirth by Edith Wharton

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"Then she found herself in a small library, dark but cheerful, with its wall  of books, a pleasantly faded Turkey rug, a littered desk, and, as he had foretold, a tea-tray on a low table near the window. A breeze had sprung up, swaying inward the muslin curtains, and bringing a fresh scent of mignonette and petunias from the flower-box on the balcony." -p6

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