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In this dimly lit room he confronted me with the evidence of my infidelity. I admitted the affair but added that I did not love Bo. He counted that most against me. We were both crying now and when I tried to touch him he pulled away.

But instead of berating me more, he said, "You are young, you are foolish. But we are very special people. Together we can fly very high. I am ready to forget it, but to do that--" And he made many stipulations. He asked me to promise a great many things.
  
"I can't" I said.
  
He went then to one of the windows, raised it and stepped onto the sill. I was hysterical as I pulled him down. Then I did something that only that very young and foolish woman that he had called me could ever have done. I stepped up on the sill myself. And I made some foolish remark about if one of us should, it was I.
  
The terrifying thing to remember is that I really would have jumped the three stories to the street. It was not a game; it was perilously close to happening.
  
When Geoff got me down from the sill I did not cry anymore. I started to plan. And so did Geoff, although I didn't know it then. His plan was to make a date the next day for me to see a psychiatrist [[strikethrough]]--Dr. A.A. Brill[[/strikethrough]], about whom he had written something.
  
We talked quietly as we walked back to Patchin Place. The decisions seemed to come easily. I would go to Paris as soon as I could get a boat. Geoff did not protest. I said I would see Bo, only to tell him. But nothing