Either you have had to love people or hate them—which is a sort of love, too, in its way—to get anything out of them. ” Lucy replied, slightly miffed that Mike’s and Shari’s curfews remained free of scrutiny. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. On the fifth day he had ventured speech with her. I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. CHAPTER I. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. He had never liked to be hugged, but she wondered if his corporeal needs would be made apparent by human touch.
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