There was one letter. 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. Teddy was the hatless young man who had turned Ann Veronica aside from the Avenue two days before. I should have gone mad without it.
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