That’s really our choice now, defy—or futility. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. I’m a desperate young woman. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. ” She glanced out of the window, and the distant trees were a froth of hard spring green and almond blossom.
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