For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. It was a grand life. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents. There are certain smells, certain tinges to the air. Nervously he pulled alongside the dilapidated oncewhite farmhouse. \"Yep. ‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted.
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