to give and to love. So she gave Wiche her hand; her heart had been his from the beginning.
"Without you," she said, "I have no life to hate!"
This may have been weak, but Teresa was not strong-minded. And perhaps it is as well for those of us who are proud and self-reliant that just such simple, undignified, and affectionate creatures are to be found here and there. They may speak for us on Judgment Day, which will be the longest, darkest, and coldest, this world has seen.