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           "Angry?No.ButifithadtocomeIwishithadn’tbeenquitesomatteroffact.Youtalkasthoughithadjustbeenarathercuriousexperiment."

           "Isupposeitwasinaway."

           Shegavehimalittlesmile.

           "Andyoureallythinkthatwaslove?"

           "Well,it’swhatmostpeoplemeanbyit,isn’tit?"

           "No,theydon’t,theymeanpainandanguish,shame,ecstasy,heavenandhell;theymeanthesenseoflivingmoreintensely,andunutterableboredom;theymeanfreedomandslavery;theymeanpeaceandunrest."

           Somethinginthestillnesswithwhichhelistenedtohermadehergivehimaglancethroughhereyelashes.Therewasacuriousexpressioninhiseyes.Shedidnotknowwhatitmeant.Itwasasthoughheweregravelylisteningtoasoundthatcamefromalongwayoff.

           "Itdoesn’tsoundasthoughitweremuchfun,"hemurmured.

           Shetookhissmoothfaceinherhandsandkissedhislips.

           "I’mafool,aren’tI?Yousee,IstillseeyouasalittlebabyboythatI’mholdinginmyarms."

           Atwinkleshoneinhiseyes.

           "Whatareyougrinningat,youape?"

           "Itmadeadamnedgoodphotograph,didn’tit?"

           Shecouldnotbutlaugh.

           "Youpig.Youfilthypig."

           "Isay,abouttheunderstudy,isthereanychanceforJoan?"

           "Tellhertocomeandseemeoneday."

           ButwhenRogerlefthershesighed.Shewasdepressed.Shefeltverylonely.HerlifehadalwaysbeensofullandsoexcitingthatshehadneverhadthetimetobusyherselfmuchwithRoger