The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. The voices went into his ears but left no impression of their import. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. Your maid would not be of the least protection.
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