“But you smiled at me and said consolingly, "People come back again."
"Yes" I said, "they come back, but then they have forgotten".
There must have been something odd, something passionate in the way I said that to you. For you rose to your feet as well and looked at me, affectionately and very surprised. You took me by the shoulders. "What`s good is not forgotten; I will not forget you," you said, and as you did so you gazed intently at me as if to memorise my image.”

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