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suddenly,foraninstant,thereseedage;sheroseonherelbow
andanahifyoudidbutknow”
shefellbabranceofherpastsufferings,
joihepresentshock,threothenervous
nvulsionsihadjustcaldbythegisflove,apohen
uinctively.iheldherhgentle
forehenervous
tionse
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therooallbropletz
curtains,atthetoilettabledrapedinafashionno
thenplacesofaattress.poetryiuld
readinthatrooenunciationsofluxuryforherself;theonly
luxurybeingitsspotlessarriednun,
filledentshecrucifixof
herbed,andaboveittheportraitofheraunt;then,oneachsideof
theholyadebyherself,
hlocksoftheirhairheytle.aretreatfora
anade
thehandsostofhersexjealoussuchberhe
daughterofanillustriousfalyoutherdays,suhis
ntinanguish,anddenyingherselfthelovethatghthave
fortedher.hidden,irreparableforher
slayer,tearsoftheslayerforhisvictiechildrenand
a.theuntwas
e;heseedtoseekasadiatingpoween
hielfandhisyhands,exg,”stay,stayh
us,felix”
”unfortunately,”isaid,”nsieurdechesselhasaparty,and
absenceark.butafterdinneriu.”
heleftthehouseetotheloehout
speaking;thenheaingnottokno
he,”forheavenssake,nsieurle
te,lethernageyouraffairsifitpleasesher,anddont
tornther.”
”ihavenotlongtolive,”hesaidgravely;”shesufferlong
through;headisgivingway.”
heleftinaspasfinvoluntaryselfpity.afterdinneri
retuedfoeedertsauf,ter.if
sucharriage,ifsuchses,how
uldshesurvivetheongslourderhis
duringthatdayiuoodthetorturesbyheuntwas
es
thesethoughtsstunned;iuldsaynothingtoheebywordof
uth,butispentthenightiningtoher.ofthethreeorfour
lettersthatieihavekeptonlythebeginningofone,hh
istotoexpress
nothing,andtospeaktooyselfonlytohave
thoughtofher,itysoulwasin:
todadertsauf:
hoanythingsihadtosaytoyouhehousei
thoughtofthentheinyourpresence.
yes,ythoughtsnolonger
inkeepingyoursoulensyour
beauty;then,too,thehappinessofbeingnearyouissoineffable
astoeffaeeetiaointo
abroaderlife;iaikethetravellerbsarodsees
beforehialkeiaddnew
treasurestotreasury.therelies,ithink,thesecretoflong
andinexhaustibleaffes.ilyspeaktoyouofyourself
you.inyourpresenceiaoodazzledtosee,too
happytoquestionhappioofullofyoutobeself,too
eloquentthroughyoutospeak,tooeagerinseizingthepresent
nttoreerthepast.youstthinkofthisstateof
intoxieitsnsequentstakes.
,ihaveuragetosay,dear
hee,thatnever,inallthenyjoysyouhavegiven,
neverdiditastesuysoulerthat
dreadfulsthan
urage,youcatoyourselfalohetof
yourchaere.ialone
knoaanhroughtheportals
ofdeathshereenterslifehthedahtintingher
brooniesehoords,evenyour
edpaltryhesoundofthatadoredvoi
itselftheeingledhdivinensolations
blessedhthegiftofyourfirstthought.iknewyouwere
brilliantansplendor,butyesterdayifoundanew
hee,ightbeneifgodso
freedfrohebodilytraelsheardorsofthe
soul.ahthouajesti
thyprostratioerdayifoundsothingrebeautifulthan
thybeauty,soresparklingthanthe
lightofthineeyes,perfusforherearenowords
yesterdaythysoulouldhave
opeaheelivethereyesterdayilostthe
respectfultiditye;thy
usogether.then,hecrisispassed
andthouuldstbearouratsphereoncere,ikwas
tobreatheinunisonanyprayersroseupto
heaveninthatntsinceididnotdieasirushedthrough
spaan
enthasleft
riesburiedinsoulhneveragainwillreappearupon
itssurfadleavetearless.yes,thefearsy
soulparablygreaterthanall
sorroe,justasthejoysh
thouhastgiveealthoughtoflifewillbe
forevergreaterthananyfuturejoygodybepleasedtogrant
.thouhastdeprehendthelovedivihatsurelove,
sureihandinduration,thatknoorjealousy.
deepestlaothathiddenlife
otions;itwasanawful
thingtofindthisabyssattheopeningoflife,abottoessabyss,
adeadsea.thisdreadfulaggregationofsfortunessuggestedny
thoughts;atfirststepinto
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