” Lucy said. "You mean, it doesn't matter?" "Poor Hoddy! When you were ill in Canton, out of your head, you babbled words. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. We dine at seven-thirty. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap.
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