" "And by whom were they both destroyed?" demanded his sister, raising herself by a painful effort, and regarding him with a searching glance. She felt a semi-sharp object being gently impressed into her back. ” And while he talked and watched her as he talked, she answered, and behind her listening watched and thought about him. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. "Yes … but dreadfully tired. All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own lonely heart. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. That shining slope of snow, and how we talked of death! We might have died! Even when we are old, when we are rich as we may be, we won’t forget the tune when we cared nothing for anything but the joy of one another, when we risked everything for one another, when all the wrappings and coverings seemed to have fallen from life and left it light and fire. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding. .
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