Read "A Shadowed Love" by Fred M. White online for free on Textopian. Full text with search, annotations, highlights, and AI-powered reading aids.
Dick walked into the drawing-room with a heart that was beating fast. The room was familiar to him as if he had seen it a hundred times. During that one brief visit the whole perfect picture had been photographed on his mind. Here were all the dainty ornaments, the pictures, the palms and the flowers everywhere. As before the whole atmosphere was redolent with the smell of flowers.
At the piano Mary sat ringing some simple pathetic air to her own accompaniment. There was a slight smile on her beautiful face, the clear blue eyes seemed full of expression. Gently as Dick crept into the room, the girl heard him, and stopped instantly.