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“
Oh
,
in
those
days
we
neither
of
us
understood
,
did
we
?
It
’
s
part
of
what
’
s
called
the
bliss
of
being
young
.
”
“
Yes
,
I
thought
that
,
too
:
thought
it
,
I
mean
,
in
looking
back
.
But
it
couldn
’
t
,
even
then
,
have
been
as
true
of
you
as
of
me
;
and
now
—
—
”
“
Now
,
”
he
said
,
“
the
only
thing
that
matters
is
that
we
’
re
sitting
here
together
.
”
He
dismissed
the
rest
with
a
lightness
that
might
have
seemed
conclusive
evidence
of
her
power
over
him
.
But
she
took
no
pride
in
such
triumphs
.
It
seemed
to
her
that
she
wanted
his
allegiance
and
his
adoration
not
so
much
for
herself
as
for
their
mutual
love
,
and
that
in
treating
lightly
any
past
phase
of
their
relation
he
took
something
from
its
present
beauty
.
The
colour
rose
to
her
face
.
“
Between
you
and
me
everything
matters
.
”
“
Of
course
!
”
She
felt
the
unperceiving
sweetness
of
his
smile
.
“
That
’
s
why
,
”
he
went
on
,
“
‘
everything
,
’
for
me
,
is
here
and
now
:
on
this
bench
,
between
you
and
me
.
”
She
caught
at
the
phrase
.
“
That
’
s
what
I
meant
:
it
’
s
here
and
now
;
we
can
’
t
get
away
from
it
.
”
“
Get
away
from
it
?
Do
you
want
to
?
again
?
”
Her
heart
was
beating
unsteadily
.
Something
in
her
,
fitfully
and
with
reluctance
,
struggled
to
free
itself
,
but
the
warmth
of
his
nearness
penetrated
every
sense
as
the
sunlight
steeped
the
landscape
.
Then
,
suddenly
,
she
felt
that
she
wanted
no
less
than
the
whole
of
her
happiness
.
