Why! I’ve been half crazy, Stella! When I found out you’d been insane enough to come back in here after what happened—I started to rush in after you!
In my opinion? You’re married to a madman!
What you are talking about is brute desire—just—Desire!—the name of that rattle-trap street-car that bangs through the Quarter, up one old narrow street and down another . . .
A man like that is someone to go out with—once—twice—three times when the devil is in you. But live with? Have a child by?
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