“Then you do – understand and only you could have had it – played at our – Wedding.”
“I thought it would please you,” the Duke said quietly, “and my darling, I have played it and played it to myself so often that I now know every note until it is engraved on my mind and also on my soul.”
Because the way he spoke was so moving Vanola moved a little nearer to him.
“I love you!” she sighed. “I love you so much that just as I felt at the Church that Papa was – beside us – so I feel now that his music is – vibrating on the air.”
The Duke drew her closer, his lips found hers and she felt as if in his kisses there was not only the music and his love but also everything that was beautiful.
They seemed to hold the sunshine, the moonlight and the stars that were just coming out.
The Duke drew
