Amelia E. Barr,
I, Thou, and the Other One: A Love Story
“ He soon saw her in the herb garden; for she had on a white dimity gown, and was standing upright, shading her eyes with her hands to watch his approach. A good breeze of wind from the wolds fluttered her snowy skirts, and tossed the penetrating scents of thyme and marjoram, mint and pennyroyal upward, and she drew them through her parted lips and distended nostrils.“They are so heavenly sweet!” she said with a smile of sensuous pleasure. “They smell like Paradise, Father.”“Ay, herbs are good and healthy. The smell of them makes me hungry. I didn’t see thee last night, Kitty ”
