I had left Paris. I know very well Gerald has been fishing for information about that girl, and I am determined to find out what he knows. But if we had gone under—!” They regarded one another silently, and Ann Veronica had one of her penetrating flashes. Gerald studied the darkness beyond the aperture. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. “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. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day.
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