“Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. 265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. Afterward, one afternoon, he hovered about her, and came and sat beside her and talked of beauty and the riddle of beauty for some time. I struck him across the face, jumped out and went back by train to Paris.
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