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First published January 1, 1947
…he put his hand under her chin, raising her face to his. “You are only a child, after all,” he said, and the first hint of tenderness she had known in him touched his mouth.
“I want to make you my sort of person. As you see, I’m somewhat restricted to the pursuits I can choose, so it’s better that we care for the same things.”
“I haven’t been lucky with women too date. They expect too much, and give too little.”
She had to sit on her hands to prevent them from touching him, remembering that he disliked emotion.