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Birds were twittering in the vines of the pergola not far away;
honeysuckles were pouring forth their fragrant morning oblations; and
the salt sea-breeze wafted her its invigorating breath as the early
tide, with slow, increasing motion, brimmed the channels that wound
through the marshes on the borders of Murano and overflowed till the
lagoon was a broad, unbroken vista of silver-gray, in whose shimmer and
radiance, when the tide was at its full, the morning stars died out. But
still they glistened dimly in the twilight of the sky to which she
raised her questioning, believing eyes. Life was always beautiful to her
loving soul; for when the shadows held a meaning deeper than she could
solve, her answer was faith; and now, that her new joy was to grow out
of a deep solitariness for the father so tenderly beloved, it was he who
upheld her courage.
"Life may not be," he said, "without some shadow; this is the shade of
thine, which, without it, were too bright. Heaven hath some purpose in
its sending, but not that it should darken our eyes to miss the joy.


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