Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together. . A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. . Manning as they talked. 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. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. You don’t know the thoughts we have; the things we can do and say. He had invited himself to dine with her merely to watch her table manners. He was there concealed, waiting her return.
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