” “You can’t be that,” said Ann Veronica, wisely. 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. ‘I have no idea. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. "In the mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our conversation.
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