135 < 17 > OWNER OF A LONELY HEART School wrapped for the season: days grew longer. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. “Now step aside, I have some business to attend to. ” She propped herself up on the massive oaken post of the bed, feeling the paralysis tingle her legs as it left them ever so slowly. “I have never yet met a man whose intellect I could respect. She seemed bursting with the desire to talk, and watching for her opportunity. ” “And in Paris——” “In Paris,” he interrupted, “she was a very delightful companion, but beyond that —one did not take her seriously. I admit it.
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