She took a few of his things before she scanned the area. Not a word had been exchanged between the two boys on the road. And at the sight something leaped within her. Slowly and ruefully she realized why marriage was so idealized among her generations of those before her. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. He liked to be near me, he liked to be near any female, especially a young female. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. ” “Well, fuck you too.
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