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"But, after all, you...you do approve of it?" Keating asked anxiously.
"Approve of it? Of what, Peter?"
"Of our marriage...eventually."
"What a superfluous question, Peter! Of course, I approve of it. But how young you are! That's the way of young people - they make an issue where none exists. You asked that as if the whole thing were important enough to disapprove of."
"Katie and I met seven years ago," said Keating defensively.
"And it was love at first sight of course?"
"Yes," said Keating and felt himself being ridiculous.
"It must have been spring," said Toohey. "It usually is. There's always a dark movie theater, and two people lost to the world, their hands clasped together - but hands do perspire when held too long, don't they? Still, it's beautiful to be in love. The sweetest story every told - and the tritest. Don't turn away like that, Catherine. We must never allow ourselves to lose our sense of humor."
"Approve of it? Of what, Peter?"
"Of our marriage...eventually."
"What a superfluous question, Peter! Of course, I approve of it. But how young you are! That's the way of young people - they make an issue where none exists. You asked that as if the whole thing were important enough to disapprove of."
"Katie and I met seven years ago," said Keating defensively.
"And it was love at first sight of course?"
"Yes," said Keating and felt himself being ridiculous.
"It must have been spring," said Toohey. "It usually is. There's always a dark movie theater, and two people lost to the world, their hands clasped together - but hands do perspire when held too long, don't they? Still, it's beautiful to be in love. The sweetest story every told - and the tritest. Don't turn away like that, Catherine. We must never allow ourselves to lose our sense of humor."