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136 ARIADNE."Can you not understand? To bethoughtfaithful, faultless,half divine; and all the timeone knows — oh! say it is thanklessness andworthlessnessinone,no doubt itis;but men aremade so. There are womenthat all the time oneworks one's will on them, make one ashamed."" And so one does worse? "He threw his head back with a gesture ofirritation." And leaves them ? Is that worse? Onecannotlive in ah- toorarified; we are but brutes,as nature made us. That is not our fault.Not thatImeant to leave her long, only shetook it so. She could not understand."No, she could notunderstand.It seemed to me that never word more pitifulhad been spoken. She could not understandthat Love wasmortal.He had walked to the edge of the fountain;the moon shone on the water, and the waterreflected the pale and troubled beauty of hisface." We arefaithful only tothe faithless,you oncesaid," he muttered, turningback from the water
ARIADNE. 137that mirroredhim." That is true. AVho is itsays that we are happiest with light and venalwomen because we are not ashamed to be withthem the mere beasts that nature made us ?Montaigne,Ithink. It is true. And besidesthat, with her, every httle lieItold her suchlies as one must always tell to women — seemedto sting me asIsaidit. She neverdoubted me!If she had doubted me once,it woulcl have beeneasy; but she always believed — always. InVenice she made her marble inmylikeness, butmade me a god. That washer fault always. Shenever saw me as the thingIam! "He sighed; a sigh selfish and restless." Woulcl you have the truth, the wholetruth?" he said, as with an effort. "AVell,then — Inever loved her;Itell youIneverloved her — No! She was so lovely, and hadso much genius, and she was so unhke allothers, and she was so utterly at peace, sogiven — over toher art and dreams, so stiff, so faraway Iwanted to destroy it all. Oh, not fromany vdeness — men are not vde; they are onlychildren; when children see a flower they must
- Page 93 and 94: ARIADNE. 85quiet and deserted; the
- Page 95 and 96: ARIADNE. 87went out and sat clown o
- Page 97 and 98: ARIADNE. 89"Yes,Iam here. Hush! spe
- Page 99 and 100: ARIADNE. 91to me, a Roman, to whom
- Page 101 and 102: ARIADNE. 93your avenger. Vengeancei
- Page 103 and 104: ARIADNE. 95spent their lives like w
- Page 105 and 106: ARIADNE. 97him! Do you not know ? W
- Page 107 and 108: ARIADNE. 99some fair pluckt flower
- Page 109 and 110: ARIADNE. 101arise, and the Spada Vi
- Page 111 and 112: ARIADNE. 103racked with pain. No su
- Page 113 and 114: ARIADNE. 105now become equally abso
- Page 115 and 116: ARIADNE. 107and the naked there wer
- Page 117 and 118: ARIADNE. 109saw them. He had been,
- Page 119 and 120: ARIADNE. 111their goodnight's sleep
- Page 121 and 122: ARIADNE. 113her feel she wasliving
- Page 123 and 124: ARIADNE. 115Spring had come,Isay, a
- Page 125 and 126: ARIADNE. 117nightingales, and so pi
- Page 127 and 128: ARIADNE. 119foul patrician jade wru
- Page 129 and 130: ARIADNE. 121aburied village when th
- Page 131 and 132: ARIADNE. 123But for mypromise to he
- Page 133 and 134: ARIADNE. 125parts of Rome; a turn o
- Page 135 and 136: ARIADNE. 127seek to go away. He sto
- Page 137 and 138: ARIADNE. 129speak the truth. Yetit
- Page 139 and 140: ARIADNE. 131seems to me that you ar
- Page 141 and 142: ARIADNE. 133beauty against the gran
- Page 143: ARIADNE. 135Hilarion laughed ahttle
- Page 147 and 148: ARIADNE. 139to be always seeing hea
- Page 149 and 150: ARIADNE. 141He laughed a httle, par
- Page 151 and 152: ARIADNE. 143ThenIturned,and woulcl
- Page 153 and 154: ARIADNE. 145other gain from her a m
- Page 155 and 156: ARIADNE. 147dead things none are so
- Page 157 and 158: ARIADNE. 149sometimes, and knew tho
- Page 159 and 160: ARIADNE. 151her; she was vaguely op
- Page 161 and 162: ARIADNE. 153She stayed aU the summe
- Page 163 and 164: ARIADNE. 155of tlie Nonii, to the s
- Page 165 and 166: ARIADNE. 157Then hot tears filled h
- Page 167 and 168: ARIADNE. 159A Divine City indeed, h
- Page 169 and 170: ARIADNE. 161open air of the gardens
- Page 171 and 172: CHAPTER XThat verynightImade a scul
- Page 173 and 174: ARIADNE. 165silent andlookinginto v
- Page 175 and 176: ARIADNE. 167never touched Maryx onc
- Page 177 and 178: ARIADNE. 169coidd not end the phras
- Page 179 and 180: ARIADNE. 171" Iwoulcl notpromise,"
- Page 181 and 182: ARIADNE. 173that are vile canbe fai
- Page 183 and 184: CHAPTER XLThe months went on, and s
- Page 185 and 186: ARIADNE. 177Hilarion: the man made
- Page 187 and 188: ARIADNE. 179" Is that aU that you k
- Page 189 and 190: ARIADNE. 181and the apes away. IfIc
- Page 191 and 192: ARIADNE. 183would change places wit
- Page 193 and 194: ARIADNE. 185to her. Youlook strange
ARIADNE. 137that mirroredhim." That is true. AVho is itsays that we are happiest with light and venalwomen because we are not ashamed to be withthem the mere beasts that nature made us ?Montaigne,Ithink. It is true. And besidesthat, with her, every httle lieItold her suchlies as one must always tell to women — seemedto sting me asIsaidit. She neverdoubted me!If she had doubted me once,it woulcl have beeneasy; but she always believed — always. InVenice she made her marble inmylikeness, butmade me a god. That washer fault always. Shenever saw me as the thingIam! "He sighed; a sigh selfish and restless." Woulcl you have the truth, the wholetruth?" he said, as with an effort. "AVell,then — Inever loved her;Itell youIneverloved her — No! She was so lovely, and hadso much genius, and she was so unhke allothers, and she was so utterly at peace, sogiven — over toher art and dreams, so stiff, so faraway Iwanted to destroy it all. Oh, not fromany vdeness — men are not vde; they are onlychildren; when children see a flower they must
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