1. John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station.
2.  He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn’t, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself interested, not in the words of the book, but in the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul.
3.  In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner’s name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he found out her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II.
4. During the next 13 month微单反s,新天龙八部什么职业厉害 the two grew to know each other through the letters. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding.
5.  Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn’t matter what she looked like.
6.  When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting —7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York.
7.  “You’ll recognize me,” she wrote, “by the red rose I’ll be wearing on my coat.”
8.  So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he’d never seen.
9. I’ll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened:
10. A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springt
ime come alive.
11.  I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, attractive smile curved her lips.
女明星谁最漂亮12.  “Going my way , sailor?” she murmured.
13.  Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair and was more than plump. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.
14.   I felt as though I was split in two, so strong was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me.
15.  And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers held the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.
16. This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. 
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17.  "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"
18.  The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile.
19.  注册公司的流程"I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"