The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. A dozen shynesses and intellectual barriers were being outflanked or broken down in her mind. “There’s no one here except me. “I’m sorry. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. She looked at him curiously. “It was inevitable,” he declared.
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