Various, The Quiver, Annual Volume 10/1899
“ But the twin spires, the great central tower, the dome of the chapter-house, and the length of the northern transept, suggested a building raised for all time, if not for eternity."That is old," said Marjorie, a world of possessive delight in her voice."You share your father's love for it?" he said, turning to look at the face beside him, its fairness accentuated by the evening glow."How do you know? You know my father?" And a man less acute than this one would have seen the way straight before him into the girl's heart."Don't you think you can know a man in his books?" he asked. ”
