Flappers and Philosophers

brought up on memories instead of money.

life is just a progression toward, and then a recession from, one phrase—'I love you.'"

"Go on," she urged. "Lie to me by the moonlight. Do a fabulous story."

For another instant life was radiant and time a phantom and their strength eternal

The dew rose and turned to golden mist, thin as a dream, enveloping them until they seemed gossamer relics of the late night, infinitely transient and already fading. For a moment sea and sky were breathless, and dawn held a pink hand over the young mouth of life

feel quite mad—but delightfully mad!"

"We're enchanted

I'd have enjoyed astonishing you—watching your eyes open on things. If you only wanted things! Don't you see?"

I thought you weren't afraid."

"I never am—but I won't throw my life away just to show one man I'm not."

watching the day fade colorfully and tragically into the infinite langour of a tropical evening

And it was with his glad sigh of relief when her light watery laughter curled up the side of the cliff and into his anxious ears that he knew he loved her