And as I looked at him I knew.
“O, Pelleas,” I said, “I think I would telegraph to every one: ‘From my spirit to your spirit, some understanding of the preciousness of love. And the need to keep it true.’”
I shall always remember with what gladness he turned to me. I wished that his smile and our bright hearth and our Christmas roses might bless every one.
“I wanted you to say that,” said Pelleas.
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Transcriber’s Notes
A number of typographical errors were corrected silently.
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