’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. At noon the doctor himself arrived. I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. I believe I’m in love. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. ” “And he accepted meekly?” “Practically. You shall swing for this after next sessions, or my name's not Jonathan Wild.
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