Sealed Lips — page 211: what you’re looking at

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SEALED LIPS, 203 “Who knows,” thought he, “if there have not been other letters exchanged between them?” But he got nothing for his miserable suspicion. If Jenny had been a prisoner she would have had about as much of an opportunity for clandestine correspondence as now. She nct only never left Pomeyras, but one could have counted the moments that she was out of her husband’s sight. Mean- while her intimacy with Serge Kemeneff seemed to visibly increase. The prince seemed to have for- gotten love for friendship there was such a unique charm in the innocent smile of this fascinating creature, simple and faithful in her loyalty; she neither sought nor avoided opportunities for a fete- a-tete, one could see that his visits, her only dis- traction, were anticipated by her with much pleas- ure. Standing upon the steps, she would watch him drive away, and never failed to say, with a sracious movement of the head: “T hope we shall see you again very goon.” During all this time Godefroid was dying of love and jealousy. He had moments of enthusiasm and despair, supplicating adoration and hate. Some- times he would take his wife in his arms with sav- age ardor, saying, in a suppressed voice: “You are mine! Your beauty belongs to me! I possess those eyes that I gazed at from a distance for so many years like inaccessible stars. How can they say that I do not believe in Heaven? You are my heaven, your beauty and the intoxication that GComichboo KS