Mrs. When first you left your home you had no idea that I was the hidden impulse. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground. I never made any effort to touch them; so by and by they learned to light fearlessly on my arms and shoulders. They'll be back soon enough—or not at all. I wanted the magic of love. There is turmoil, shouts, cries, jostlings, milling congestions that suddenly break and flow in opposite directions.
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