“It’s glorious good!” “Suppose now—look at this long snow-slope and then that blue deep beyond —do you see that round pool of color in the ice—a thousand feet or more below? Yes? Well, think—we’ve got to go but ten steps and lie down and put our arms about each other. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do. ” She stared hard at her finger-nails. “Are you looking for Mike? He’s working. Please don’t tell anyone, mister. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. And what did she do? Not only did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she ran away from him.
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