I’m not a lovesick boy. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. She responded with an unfaltering appearance of insensibility, and never as a young and beautiful woman conscious of sex; always in the character of an intelligent girl student. During that period she has been a model of propriety. When she saw however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression changed as though by magic. It is like a second honeymoon. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath.
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