“Lift up one corner of the curtain for me. “What year was 221 that, about 1350?” He asked in wonderment. "Because I knew what you wanted me for!" answered Thames firmly. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. A crisis of some kind was toward. Even her memories of he who had frequented her life for the longest period of years were worn and fading. Thank goodness there’s plenty of opportunity! And we two can talk. 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. I want to shout! I want to sing! I am glad! I am glad to be alive because you are alive! I am glad to be a woman because you are a man! I am glad! I am glad! I am glad! I thank God for life and you. "I don't quite understand the application.
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