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"
When
midnight
strikes
,
"
she
said
,
"
you
must
think
of
me
.
"
And
if
he
confessed
that
he
had
not
thought
of
her
,
there
were
floods
of
reproaches
that
always
ended
with
the
eternal
question
--
"
Do
you
love
me
?
"
"
Why
,
of
course
I
love
you
,
"
he
answered
.
"
A
great
deal
?
"
"
Certainly
!
"
"
You
have
n't
loved
any
others
?
"
"
Did
you
think
you
'd
got
a
virgin
?
"
he
exclaimed
laughing
.
Emma
cried
,
and
he
tried
to
console
her
,
adorning
his
protestations
with
puns
.
"
Oh
,
"
she
went
on
,
"
I
love
you
!
I
love
you
so
that
I
could
not
live
without
you
,
do
you
see
?
There
are
times
when
I
long
to
see
you
again
,
when
I
am
torn
by
all
the
anger
of
love
.
I
ask
myself
,
Where
is
he
?
Perhaps
he
is
talking
to
other
women
.
They
smile
upon
him
;
he
approaches
.
Oh
no
;
no
one
else
pleases
you
.
There
are
some
more
beautiful
,
but
I
love
you
best
.
I
know
how
to
love
best
.
I
am
your
servant
,
your
concubine
!
You
are
my
king
,
my
idol
!
You
are
good
,
you
are
beautiful
,
you
are
clever
,
you
are
strong
!
"
