“Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. ’ She grasped the girl’s arm. Beyond that everything was nebulous. 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. Katy’s face was vapid and undistinguishable from a crowd, but pretty in an abstract sense, like the face of a baby doll. I bent over him. An uncomfortable silence followed. ‘Merely making a useful contact.
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