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Updated: June 27, 2025
Roseline, all that I then wished for, that charming bond of tenderness and confidence which should link women together, that difficult and precious happiness which I knew for one hour through that child-soul: that is what I am trying to offer you. And perhaps you will have something better still, because the assistance which you receive is deliberate and has stood the test.
When your message was brought to the farm, I swore that I would not come; and yet ... here I am!" I put my arm round her neck: "It's too late," I whispered, kissing her. "To discuss the idea of rebellion means to give way to it. Resist no longer, Roseline; let yourself go." Her incredulous eyes remained fixed on mine; and she said, slowly: "There is one thing that puzzles me.
The sky was clear and the stars glowed in its depths like live things; in the distance, the Trocadéro decked the night with brilliants. And, little by little, hope returned to me. I was persuaded that over there, in the little room which my care had provided for Rose, love would yet be the conqueror. She would awaken under those kisses. My Roseline should yet know passion and rapture.
Roseline throws her arms round me and, shrugging her shoulders, says: "All this strikes me as such utter nonsense!" She is certainly right, with her Normandy common sense; but does she not need just a touch of this same nonsense to bring her faculties into play, her powers into action? When I return to the drawing-room, Blanche calls me with a laugh of delight: "Oh, look!" she cries.
"Learn to appreciate life and to look upon all that does not enhance it as vain and wearisome. As there is nothing in this world which has not its relation to life, in loving it, my Roseline, you will understand everything and accept everything.
It shall help me to light her destiny, for beauty is a beacon for benighted hearts. Many will try to steer their course towards my Roseline. It will be easy for her to choose her happiness. True, I am aware how perilous and uncertain is my experiment. Will it be possible to efface the evil impress left on that mind and body? How much of her early grace, her early vigour shall we find?
"What is the matter, Roseline? Why are you so bitter against something you have never experienced?" She tried to smile through her tears and said, innocently: "It's nothing.... It was like a shower: it's over now, quite over.... You are right, I really don't know why love fills me with such horror!" And she came quietly and sat down again beside the fountain.
Roseline murmured, pensively: "The men say that a certain amount of preliminary experience in love is indispensable ... to them." My whole soul revolted. Releasing myself from the girl's embrace, I sprang to my feet and faced her: "But, Rose, isn't it the same with us?
I calm myself by scattering all my thoughts over her promiscuously; and, though most of them are carried away by the wind, I imagine that I am sprinkling them on her life to make it blossom anew. "I am nursing you in my arms to wake you, my Roseline, just as one nurses children to put them to sleep. See what poor creatures we are!
I was already under the spell of that deep, reposeful life which emanates from some of the Primitives; but Roseline, who had stopped on the way in order to have a better view of various ugly things, was talking and laughing loudly. This annoyed me; and I was on the point of telling her so. However, I restrained myself: I should have felt ashamed to be angry with her.
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