" "I declare I don't know what to do," said Wood, burned by conflicting emotions. You have converted me to—Lester Ward! You are my dear friend, you are a slip of a girl, but there are moments when my head has been on your breast, when your heart has been beating close to my ears, when I have known you for the goddess, when I have wished myself your slave, when I have wished that you could kill me for the joy of being killed by you. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. “Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. The boy would never know just how lucky he was. I think you’re wrong. But here it is China. She said that in the note. Dim possibilities that she would not seem to look at even to herself gesticulated in the twilight background of her mind. This means of communication instantly brought them to the lobby. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. The very blank, however, affected him more deeply than if it had been left. She blushed prettily, and in a moment regained command of her tongue. He cherished her.
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