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. Clotilde announced that she would not be back and she was taking Fritz and Anna forever. She was radiant. ’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald. He wished he had the time to solve this riddle, for it was a riddle, and four-square besides. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned.
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