Sealed Lips — page 189: what you’re looking at

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SEALED LIPS, 181 CHAPTER XxX, “SHALL I MAKE HER HATE ME?” The third day after his arrival at Pomeyras Gode- froid went out from the house alone, about nine o’clock in the morning, leaving his wife still sleep- ing. During the two preceding days he had fol- lowed this marvelous creature, step by step, likea dog. He could not take his eyes from her, and was astonished to know that a human being could feel such happiness as he felt. Every moment brought him new delights. When she spoke the sound of her voice threw him into ecstasy. When she was silent he looked at her trembling with mute adora- tion, watching the opportunity to anticipate his idol’s slightest desire, and to spare her the slightest movement. At the table he would forget to eat. Sometimes, when they were alone, he would jump up to wait upon her, kneeling at her feet lke a slave, ready to cry with joy when she thanked him with her constrained smile. All that poets have written of lovers, jealous of the air that their mistresses breathe, of the clothes that touch them, or the insect that flies near their cheek, all these ingenious and charming imagina- tions were realities to him, For two days he had GEomicbooks (e(e)