Love is one thing and friendship quite another. I want to know who sent you those. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. We can’t be lovers in the ordinary sense, but we can be great and intimate friends. Play fair with her. I’m not a psycho. It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. ’ ‘You’re going?’ asked his friend, and the note of relief was marked. " "No. The fascination of the idea of throwing himself upon his knees and crying out all that was in his heart! As his eyes began to focus objects, he saw one of her arms extended upon the counterpane, in his direction, the hand clenched tightly. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough.
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