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"He had barely finished these words before we were lovingly caressing each other.
"After thus fondling each other for a few moments,—'Do you know,' said he, 'that I have been expecting you to-day?'
"'Expecting me?'
"'Yes, I knew that sooner or later you would be mine. Moreover, I felt that you would be coming to-day.'
"'How so?'
"'I had a presentiment.'
"'And had I not come?'
"'I should have done what you were going to do when I met you, for life without you would have been unbearable.'
"'What! drowned yourself?'
"'No, not exactly: the river is too cold and bleak, I am too much of a Sybarite for that. No, I should simply have put myself to sleep—the eternal slumber of death, dreaming of you, in this room prepared to receive you, and where no man has ever set his foot.'
"Saying these words he opened the door of a small chamber, and ushered me into it.
