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"
How
do
I
know
?
"
he
said
at
last
.
"
She
couldn
’
t
bear
the
sight
of
me
.
It
amused
me
.
"
"
I
see
.
"
He
gave
a
sudden
flash
of
anger
.
"
Damn
it
all
,
I
wanted
her
.
"
But
he
recovered
his
temper
immediately
,
and
looked
at
me
with
a
smile
.
"
At
first
she
was
horrified
.
"
"
Did
you
tell
her
?
"
"
There
wasn
’
t
any
need
.
She
knew
.
I
never
said
a
word
.
She
was
frightened
.
At
last
I
took
her
.
"
I
do
not
know
what
there
was
in
the
way
he
told
me
this
that
extraordinarily
suggested
the
violence
of
his
desire
.
It
was
disconcerting
and
rather
horrible
.
His
life
was
strangely
divorced
from
material
things
,
and
it
was
as
though
his
body
at
times
wreaked
a
fearful
revenge
on
his
spirit
.
The
satyr
in
him
suddenly
took
possession
,
and
he
was
powerless
in
the
grip
of
an
instinct
which
had
all
the
strength
of
the
primitive
forces
of
nature
.
It
was
an
obsession
so
complete
that
there
was
no
room
in
his
soul
for
prudence
or
gratitude
.
