Lucy Maud Montgomery,
Kilmeny of the Orchard — A Broken Fetter
“ Her face was pale and strained, with bluish, transparent shadows under her large wistful eyes, out of which the dream and laughter of girlhood had gone, but into which had come the potent charm of grief and patience. Thomas Gordon had shaken his head bodingly when he had looked at her that morning at the breakfast table."She won't stand it," he thought. ”
