Chapter 4 - (VERSO)
a treasure that is without money and without price. And oh, Sylvia, you’ve found out what I never meant you to know. But I don’t mind that now; either.”
Sylvia took the Old Lady’s thin white hand and kissed it.
“I can never thank you enough for what you have done for me, dearest Miss Lloyd,” she said earnestly. “And I am so glad that all mystery is done away with between us, and I can. [sic] love you as much and as openly as I have longed to do. I am so glad and so thankful that you love me, dear fairy godmother.”
“Do you know why I love you so?” said the Old Lady wistfully. “Did I let that out in my raving, too.”
“No. But I think I know. It is
From "Old Lady Lloyd."