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           ("He’safraid,poorlamb.")"Idon’tthinkanyonehaseverbeensomuchinlovewithmeasyouwere."

           Hegaveheralittlesqueeze.

           "Iamstill.Youknowthat.There’sneverbeenanywomanbutyouinmylife."

           Since,however,hedidnottaketheprofferedlipssheslightlyturned.Shelookedreflectivelyattheelectricfire.Pityitwasunlit.Thescenewantedafire.

           "Howdifferenteverythingwouldhavebeenifwe’dboltedthattime.Heigh-ho."

           Sheneverquiteknewwhatheigh-homeant,buttheyuseditalotonthestage,andsaidwithasighitalwayssoundedverysad.

           "Englandwouldhavelostitsgreatestactress.Iknownowhowdreadfullyselfishitwasofmeevertoproposeit."

           "Successisn’teverything.IsometimeswonderwhethertogratifymysillylittleambitionIdidn’tmissthegreatestthingintheworld.Afterall,loveistheonlythingthatmatters."Andnowshelookedathimagainwitheyesmorebeautifulthaneverintheirmeltingtenderness."D’youknow,Ithinkthatnow,ifIhadmytimeoveragain,I’dsaytakeme."

           Sheslidherhanddowntotakehis.Hegaveitagracefulpressure.

           "Oh,mydear."

           "I’vesooftenthoughtofthatdreamvillaofours.Olivetreesandoleandersandthebluesea.Peace.SometimesI’mappalledbythedullnessandvulgarityofmylife.Whatyouofferedwasbeauty.It’stoolatenow,Iknow;Ididn’tknowthenhowmuchIcaredforyou,Ineverdreamtthatastheyearswentonyouwouldmeanmoreandmoretome."

           "It’sheavenlytohearyousaythat,mysweet.Itmakesupforsomuch."