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 a new scarf for my head if I go. But I don't go—even then So then he walks all the way home with me—and I bid him good-night at the door.

Is that what you call flirting?

Um-hm! It's sinful, but it's so thrilling.

Do you ever quarrel?

[Grandly.] Only when our Passionate Love surges up.

Your passionate love?

Yes He takes my hand and we walk along together. Then he wants to swing hands, but I won't let him. I say: "Don't swing my hand"; and he says, "Don't be so stubborn." And then he tries to swing my hand again, but still I don't let him. And for a long time I don't let him—until in the end I let him. Then we walk along swinging hands—up and down, up and down—just like this. That is Passionate Love. It's sinful, but it's awfully thrilling.