The three young men exchanged expressive glances. I might have known it. In his youth he must have been a remarkably handsome man, for he is still handsome. What she admired in her man was his resolute defense of his opinions. She simply refuses to see or hear from me again. 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.
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