"There was after all no mystery in the end of love, no mystery but the mystery of love itself, which was large certainly but as real as grass, as natur...

God, he thought, her eyes are so bright, flashing, deep, full of promise, all those things eyes are in books but never are in life, and she was his.
God, he thought, her eyes are so bright, flashing, deep, full of promise, all those things eyes are ...
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