"What is this romance?" she mused.
"Ah, that's the question. I've never come across a definition that satisfied me, though there are some very good ones"-he glanced in the direction of his books.
"It's not altogether knowing the other person, perhaps-it's ignorance," she hazarded.
"Some authorities say it's a question of distance-romance in literature, that is-"
"Possibly, in the case of art. But in the case of people it may be-" she hesitated.