“Alice,” he said rationally. “Don’t leave me. Don’t go. I want a partner in life. Do you know? We’re just getting started. No one could love you as much as I do. Choose this. Choose the adventure, Alice. This is the adventure. This is the misadventure. This is living.”
This sounds like a real speech. A decrepit old man and his romantic - or is it just romance-besotted? - plea.
