Love…. It’s your way of glossing over the ethical position. “I am only sorry that I did not ask you to go with me. Instead, her husband was probably wise. No doubt— because he did not understand you—he thought you had run away with someone. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Morningside Park had been passive and defective; all this rushed about and was active, but it was still defective.
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