It was perhaps because he was an idealist that he had never wanted to marry anyone, although ever since he had left school there had always been pretty and delightful girls who moved just a little closer into his arms when he danced with them.
Somehow they made it clear without words that he could, if he wanted, kiss them.
He supposed because he adored his mother that she had made him realise that to be really happy he had to find someone who seemed to have almost flown down from Heaven to hold her heart close to his.
For them both to know that the world was almost a Heaven because they both loved each other so much and would be together for the rest of their lives.
Yet somehow it had always eluded him.
He had known by the expression in a woman’s eyes or the way she spoke to him just
