The perception of him flooded her being. "All I want is to be happy!" she said aloud, as if she were asking for something of such ordinary value that God would readily accord it to her because there was so little demand for the commodity. “I fail to see the joke,” Sir John said. The unfortunate woman was stretched upon the floor, with a bloody knife in her hand. Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart. “We have been all this time—Only your queer code of honor—Honor! Once you begin with love you have to see it through. ’ To his intense satisfaction, mademoiselle burst into laughter.
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