The Opposite House: A Novel — page 47: what you’re looking at

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42 The Opposite Flouse. “Let this cruel sport end now, and be once more the sensible, gay Gerrald of former days. You see your success ; you perceive that I have been forced to recall you; that Ihave knelt at your feet to honor you as an omnipotent master. What more do you want, now that you know that I love your” The dark eyes gazed at him with an alluring smile, and the snowy arms clasped his neck. ‘“ Have you entirely forgotten the happy past, Traugott °”’ He wrenched himself from her embrace and stepped back. “Certainly, I have forgotten it, Mademoiselle Chénois. When we wear crape on the arms, we no longer think of days which make a serious man—— blush.” Heloise started back; an angry flash darted from her sparkling eyes. “It seems you wish to preach virtue!’ she answered mockingly. ‘Ha, ha, ha! Don’t you remember how you taught me the most charming drinking songs, and joined the most gayly in the chorus?” And swaying lightly forward from the waist she hummed the tune. Traugott gazed gloomily at the floor. “No, Heloise,” he said gravely. ‘Cease this jest- ing with a man on whom grief inflicted deep wounds only a few weeks ago. I have come to-day to bid you farewell forever; our paths in life are too Comicbooks.c© 5}