Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’ But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. She was consumed by misery and hate. She savored the sweetness of his lips, all of his great youth and passion and longed for his innocence, his complete lack of the knowledge of terrible things. "To-morrow it will be mine. You want to think for a time, to be free for a time.
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