too-late-remembered

Updated: June 19, 2025

John contradicted her coolly. "You must teach them to love you for yourself alone. Come on, kiddie." He tucked her hand under his arm and hurried her, laughing, down the drive. Phyllis ran after them with a too-late-remembered motor-veil, which she managed to convey into the car by the risky method of tying a stone in it and throwing the stone.

Margaret Widdemer - The Wishing-Ring Man