But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. “Here we are,” he said, “shining through each other like light through a stained-glass window. ” “I didn’t mind that little argument. But the possible attitude of her father she had still to face. I could never have talked to you like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not love you utterly.
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