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Wells, H. G. (Herbert George), 1866-1946

"Secret Places of the Heart"


Men are jealous of the other man; women are jealous for their man--and
careless about the other woman. What I love in you I am sure about. My
mind was empty when it came to you and now it is full to overflowing. I
shall feel you moving about in the same world with me. I'm not likely to
think of anyone else for a very long time.... Later on, who knows? I may
marry. I make no vows. But I think until I know certainly that you do
not want me any more it will be impossible for me to marry or to have a
lover. I don't know, but that is how I believe it will be with me. And
my mind feels beautifully clear now and settled. I've got your idea and
made it my own, your idea that we matter scarcely at all, but that the
work we do matters supremely. I'll find my rope and tug it, never fear.
Half way round the world perhaps some day you will feel me tugging."
"I shall feel you're there," he said, "whether you tug or not...."
"Three miles left to Exeter," he reported presently.
She glanced back at Belinda.
"It is good that we have loved, my dear," she whispered. "Say it is
good."
"The best thing in all my life," he said, and lowered his head and voice
to say: "My dearest dear."
"Heart's desire--still--?"
"Heart's delight.... Priestess of life.


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