Sealed Lips — page 190: what you’re looking at

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182 SEALED LIPS. not written a line, touched a box, or taken one step without his wife either in the house or in the gar- den. To live like this for years! His imagination refused to conceive a more delicious fate, and in his proud joy of this first love of his life, this man, who was forty-five years old, was surprised to read so often this blasphemy of morose philosophers: “Complete happiness is never found here below.” “Tt does exist, I have found it. I have it,” thought he. “I am happy!” And he added, confident in these first hours of happiness: “We are happy!” But the second evening, at sunset, as he was walking with Jenny in the garden, he left her fora moment to gather some roses that seemed to please her. When he rejoined her she was standing with her arms at her side looking very tired, and gazing at the distant mountains. He stopped to admire herin this pose, for he admired herin any way. Alas! a deep sigh came from the young woman, and without realizing it she let fall from her lips this heart-broken cry: “Oh! my God*” Then Godefroid realized that she at least was not happy. He looked sadly at the roses that he car- ried, regretting that he could not put them back on the bushes, for he understood that all the flowers, all thé caresses, and all the treasures in the world, offered by him, would be powerless to satisfy this GoOmichboo KS (E(0) im