We middle-aged fools and we old fools can no longer dream. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. They crossed the Park to the westward, and then turned back and walked round the circle about the Royal Botanical Gardens and then southwardly toward Waterloo. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. Wood, "and take your son with you.
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