No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. ” “It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship between you and me. He laughed reassuringly. " Ideas are never born; they are suggested; they are planted seeds. We can be friends again. ‘But you are idiot.
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