” Lucy spoke up, “We used to call that ‘playing the coquette’. . Loving was self-forgetfulness, pure delighting in another human being. I sha'n't cry any more. She snapped out of her blissful state and looked at him squarely in the eyes. “Unbelievable. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes. "Come to me!" cried the poor maniac, who had crawled as far as the chain would permit her,—"come to me!" she cried, extending her thin arm towards him.
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