He pulled away. “The unaccountable thing is that I wouldn’t go home to please her. ‘Maman?’ ‘How touching,’ said a sarcastic voice behind her in French. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. Some man! And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the other, shaken at her to emphasize his point. And this is not France, you understand. I’m going to that stupid party at the Vorsack’s to get to the bottom of it. ” “You have it,” he declared confidently. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes.
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