Rose and Harry
At the village was in the full glow of its richness. The trees burst out into strong green life, and flowers grew everywhere. It was the prime of the year. All things in nature were glad and flourishing. On ninght Rose became very will. Her skin had become as cold as marble. She had lost none of her beauty, but she was changed. First her face had suddenly become red. Then this disappeared, and she was once more deathly pale. By the time Oliver got back from the village,Rose had grown much worse. By midnight, she was delirious, the village doctor who examined her said the illness was very alarming. The next morning, Oliver crept away to the old churchyard. He sat down on one of the green mounds, crying silently and praying for Rose. All around him, every leaf and flower of summer was in full bloom. How could this be a time for death, Rose could surely not die when the whole earth was bursting with life. That night, Harry Maylie arrived. He was a handsome young man of about 25. His meeting with his mother was full of warm emotion on both sides.They told me you were dying, fluttering between life and death, I was so afraid you might die and never know how much I loved you. I couldn’t bear that thought. Rose was very pale, you have always been kind and noble,she said.My dearHarry, I would be like a great stone around your neck, I would hold you back from rising up in the world.So now I ask you to forget me. But Harry caught her to his chest. He gently placed one kiss on her beautiful forehead and then hurried from the room.