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“I couldn’t help it. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin.
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