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The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon
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knew by a deep inner sense that time could only fan the
flame that had been kindled into consuming fire that
must melt every barrier between them.

She had asked him nothing of himself, his business
or his future, and knew nothing except what he had told
her in the first impetuous rush of his confession of
love. No matter. The big thing today was the fact of
love and the new radiance with which it was beginning
to light the world. The effect was stunning. Their
conversation had been the simplest of commonplace
questions and answers--and yet the day was the one
miracle of her life--her happiness something
unthinkable until realized.

She had not asked time in order to know him better.
She had only asked time to see herself more clearly in
the new experience. Not for a moment did she raise the
question of the worthiness of the man she loved. It
was inconceivable that she should love a man not worthy
of her. The only questions asked were soul-searching
ones put to herself.

Through the sweet, cool drive homeward, a hundred
times she asked within:

"Is this love?"

And each time the answer came from the depths:

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