Waiting alone in the midst of her uncle’s grotesque curios, with the intensely expressive fragrance of a new spring wafting in from outside, the terrified Tom thought once more of the fearless Genevieve, the ‘hooded visitor’ in her recurring dream. He was now, according to the letter on the bureau, prospecting for silver in the Andes.
   Only in this moment of extremity could it have happened that came a peal of mighty bells, and she felt her heart suddenly beat with a new, wild rhythm. He was here! “Our love will outlast eternity, my darling!” he stated.
   Abruptly, the music in her heart rose to a new crescendo of happiness, and as he excitedly began to show her his plans for the villa they were to share, she realized thankfully that, in the end, things always work out really, really well.