He came every afternoon after lunch. You remember, don't you? Don't answer. Listen. You used to make cakes that he was very fond of--with flour, butter and milk. Oh, I know how to make them. I could make them still, if necessary . He would swallow them at one mouthful and wash them down with a glass of w ine, saying: 'Delicious!' Do you remember the way he said it?
I was jealous--jealous! Your wedding day was drawing near. It was only a fortnight distant. I was distracted. I said to myself: 'He shall not marry Suzanne--no, he shall not! He shall marry me when I am old enough! I shall never love any one half so much.' But one evening, ten days before the wed ding, you went for a stroll with him in the moonlight before the house--an d yonder--under the pine tree, the big pine tree--he kissed you--kissed you --and held you in his arms so long--so long! You remember, don't you? It wa s probably the first time. You were so pale when you carne back to the draw ing-room!
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