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” He took an optimist view of her chances. “The doctor has asked me to give them my reasons—for shooting myself. Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. She felt very cool as he opened the door for her, as if she should have chic sunglasses and stiletto heels on, dark red lipstick. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. He’s the handle of life for you. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. This forthright dame was so excited, she could not keep still, but paced about the parlour much as Melusine had done earlier. I have a hundred of them—mixed blood—on my island, and they are always rooking me. Keep it! Keep it!” Part 6 They walked a long way that afternoon. “Dear me!” he said. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat.
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