“Oh! I wish,” she said, “that people thought alike about these things. ‘The truth is, Everett,’ she said brightly, limping up to the general and tucking a hand in his arm, ‘that the girl is you all over again. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. The house became joyous again with the talk of babies and wedding festivities. How I could have been such a fool I’ll never know. Meanwhile, after a consultation between Mr. Their small talk continued. “We will see that he doesn’t follow you.
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