He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. At least one of them was caught and put away. ‘Do please continue,’ Gerald begged, deceptively docile. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said. There was a lock, apparently more than a foot wide, strongly plated, and girded to the door with thick iron hoops. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. From what she could tell, he truly had convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as she knew John’s would.
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