I should like to see man or devil try and separate us if I belonged to him--until I was tired of him.

That would come, of course.

It comes always.

It is the hideous part of life." "You look always," he said, "a little too far forward.

It is a mistake.
After all, it is the present only which concerns us." "Admirable philosophy," she laughed scornfully, "but when one is bored to death in the present one must look forward or backward for consolation." He continued his lunch in silence for a while.
"I am rebuked!" he said.
There came a pause in the courses.