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himself from my grip, saying he must get some sleep. But each time, advancing toward the taff-rail, I would call out: "I am going to jump into the sea if you leave me alone." With other intimates, I had used the ruse of suicide if they did not yield to my entreaties, but they had only replied: "If you want to be such a fool as to kill yourself, I won't stop you." But this noble fellow ran after me and restrained me, and said he would sit up a little longer.

Towards four {Smallcaps|a.m.}}, the poor young man was in a predicament as to how to get rid of me, who had lost my reason. He was of such a kindly disposition that he did not wish to hurt or offend me, but my continuous kisses and caresses finally became so annoying that in the hope of bringing an end to them, not at all with malice, he clutched me by the throat as if in anger. But I exclaimed: "Your cruelty only makes me love you the more!" and again started in to cover him with kisses — hair, face, hands, arms, and clothing, even his shoes. "You must want to get into your mouth all the dust I picked up off the road yesterday."

"That's just what I do. Its coming into contact with your dear body has transformed it and etherialized it. Oh, I love you so much! So much! No other girl ever worshipped her lord as I worship you. I know it is wrong to hate, and I pray God to forgive me, but I now feel only hatred toward everybody who stands in the way of our being one, and living out our lives together."

After some time, as a last resort, pretending to be very angry, he kicked me, and ordered me to go down to the