“How so?”
“I should have shared these things with you earlier, my
sweet heart. "I don't know; I really don't know. Beauty has bloomed and faded. ”
“Please tell me why?” she asked. ”
He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him,
and for a time they were both too full for speech. I was
standing near Jack at that awful moment, and beheld the look Wild fixed on him. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. He munched his popcorn steadily,
periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that
would be too bold, a saliva exchange.
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