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Cornelius
was
happy
,
as
thoroughly
happy
as
a
tulip-fancier
would
be
to
whom
one
has
not
spoken
of
his
tulip
.
He
found
Rosa
pretty
,
good
,
graceful
,
and
charming
.
But
why
did
Rosa
object
to
the
tulip
being
spoken
of
?
This
was
indeed
a
great
defect
in
Rosa
.
Cornelius
confessed
to
himself
,
sighing
,
that
woman
was
not
perfect
.
Part
of
the
night
he
thought
of
this
imperfection
;
that
is
to
say
,
so
long
as
he
was
awake
he
thought
of
Rosa
.
After
having
fallen
asleep
,
he
dreamed
of
her
.
But
the
Rosa
of
his
dreams
was
by
far
more
perfect
than
the
Rosa
of
real
life
.
Not
only
did
the
Rosa
of
his
dreams
speak
of
the
tulip
,
but
also
brought
to
him
a
black
one
in
a
china
vase
.
Cornelius
then
awoke
,
trembling
with
joy
,
and
muttering
,
--
"
Rosa
,
Rosa
,
I
love
you
.
