” They were eating quails when they returned to the topic of love. “And we will sail that splendor wide, From day to day together, From isle to isle of happiness Through year’s of God’s own weather. There was something indeed holding the whole species back from the imaginable largeness of life. ‘I’ve never before made love at pistol point. She could stow away, go to a place where there were no people to eat and end her life. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. She glanced into his face. Was he, too, on the way to the beach? What a pity! All alone, and none to warn him of the abject wretchedness at the end of Drink.
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