Part two
“… and where the light, careless laughter of gay bohemia lingered until dawn. At night who has not heard ghostly steps upon the stairs, the soft closing of unseen doors, the tapping on a window, and, per chance, a sigh, or the sound of tears? timid souls may shutter and be afraid, but why is your folk smile, with reminiscent tenderness, when the old house dreams.”
— Mar 15, 2026 08:29PM
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