I can’t. Love lives on a higher plane. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. "I want to know what you've done with the rest of the notes—with the gold— and the papers you took away from my room!" rejoined Wild. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship.
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