“…I more and more irrepressibly wanted to lie down again at her feet, and once again, to kiss, to kiss the ground on which her feet stood, and to idolise her and - ‘I’ll ask nothing more of you, nothing,’ I kept repeating every minute. ‘Don’t answer me anything, don’t take any notice of me at all, and only let me look at you from the corner….”
— Mar 12, 2026 05:12AM
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