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Boromir was already about to give a heated answer, but then he changed
his mind and closed his mouth again. He glanced at Faramir, then watched his
own hands.
“All right, all right, you are right. I have been meeting her quite often
lately. I have wondered myself about it, but I do not know what’s happening
either. It is just – I feel good with her. I like meeting her. Like it very much.” He
stopped, searching for some reaction in his brother’s face.
The latter now looked more serious as he spoke again. “You like her very
much, do you not?”
“I do. She is really special. So very gentle-hearted, though passionate too.
And she listens to what I say. She is truly interested in it. She does not just listen
to be polite. And she can be very amusing, you know. You should have seen her
talking about that – “ He broke off at the look in Faramir’s eyes.
”What is it?” Faramir asked.
Boromir hesitated. “Nothing – you just looked at me in a somehow strange
way…”
”Did I? Well, I was just considering if … if you might have fallen in love
with her,” he said in a low voice.
His brother looked at him in surprise. “You think that?”
”Well, yes, indeed. It is the way you are talking about her. You seem to be
relaxed when you are telling what she is like and how she acts. And happy
somehow.”
“You are the first to notice that.” Boromir was obviously irritated by his
brother’s statement, for he seemed not to know what to say.
”Maybe I simply know you better than others do. I am your brother. So –
what do you say? Have you fallen in love with her?”
”I – I do not know. Love … that is a strange thing, is it not?” Boromir was
slightly absent-minded.
“You may be right. It is something very vague.”
”Indeed. And no one can tell you how it has to feel … “
”I know,” Faramir said understandingly. “Listen, if you want to know
what I think about it, I can tell you that I have loved few people in my life – you
are one of those of course, Father as well. I think I loved Mother too.” His eyes
darkened, though the fire’s light was reflected in them. “Therefore I may not be
the ideal person to ask, but although these experiences are so few, there is one
thing I know. Love is a great word that is used for many kinds of affection, but
what is behind it is definitively greater. And it does not help to think much about
it – it just has to be there. And my opinion is that you will know when it is there.”
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