“I pity any woman who falls in love with him. Oh la, la.” “Why do you say that?” She looked at me for a minute with a seriousness I had not often seen in her. “I very nearly fell in love with him myself once. You might as well fall in love with a reflection in the water or a ray of sunshine or a cloud in the sky. I had a narrow escape. Even now when I think of it I tremble at the danger I ran.”
