The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. “I have never forgotten. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. “I had found her at last, and she shot me. Your name?" "Owen Wood," replied the carpenter; "I've no reason to be ashamed of it.
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