” “It is you,” he cried, “you, who are talking folly, when you speak of friendship between you and me. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. She was vaguely happy over this arrangement which put her in the wing across the middle hall, alone. God is a jealous God, and He turned upon me relentlessly. ’ ‘That’s easy. “If you speak—farewell.
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