All right.[…] I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool — that's the best thing a girl can be in this… — F.Scott Fitzgerald

Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead,” he suggested. “After that my own rule is to let everything alone."

"I wouldn’t ask too much of her," I ventured. "You can’t repeat the past."

"Can’t repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!"

He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.

"I’m going to fix everything just the way it was before," he said, nodding determinedly. "She’ll see."

It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.