This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1889. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... who it was. The two years passed without seeing her, and the effect which it seemed to me this separation should have produced, vanished at the mere touch of her dress. Nevertheless, continued Armand, after a pause, though I was aware that I was still in love with her, I felt more manly than before, and though I longed to meet Marguerite again, I also wished to show her that I was no longer as weak as I had been. How strange a man in love behaves, and what excuses he manufactures to obtain what he desires I could not remain any longer in the lobby, and went back to my orchestra-stall, throwing a rapid glance at the audience to see what box she occupied. She was in one of the boxes on the ground-tier, but quite alone. She was much changed, as I have told you. I no longer discovered on her lips that smile of indifference, for she had suffered, and was suffering still. Although it was April she wore a winter-dress and was wrapped in velvet. I looked so long at her that my gaze at last attracted her notice. She stared at me for a few moments, took her operaglass to examine me more closely, and thought, doubtless, that she recognized me, without being absolutely certain who I was; for when she laid down her glass she showed the charming courtesy of a woman, and smiled, in reply to the recognition she seemed to expect from me; but I did not respond, in order to show her that I was indifferent and had forgotten her when she remembered me. She thought she was mistaken and turned away her head. The curtain rose. I have many times seen Marguerite at the theatre, but I have never seen her pay the least attention to the performance. As for me, I did not feel any interest in the play and occupied myself with her alone, taking very good care, however, not to let her perceiv...
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