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I packed my few belongings into a bundle, and then wrote her as follows: “Dear Madam,— I have loved you even to madness, I have randy school girl porn given myself to you as no man ever has given himself to a woman. You have abused my most sacred emotions, and played an impudent, frivolous game with me. However, as long as you were merely cruel and merciless, it was still possible for me to love you. I am no longer the slave whom you can kick about and whip.

You yourself have set me free, and I am leaving a woman I can only hate and despise.

Severin Kusiemski.” I handed these lines to the negress, and hastened away as fast as I could go. I arrived at the railway-station all out of breath.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my heart and stopped. I turn back—whither?—to her, whom I abhor, and yet, at the same time, adore. Very well then, on foot; it is better to be an honest beggar than to eat the bread of a courtesan.

She has my word of honor and my bond, that I shall remain her slave as long as she desires, until she herself gives me my freedom. I go through the Cascine down to the Arno, where its yellow waters plash monotonously about a couple of stray willows. There I sit, and cast up my final accounts with existence. On the whole, it is rather a wretched affair—a few joys, an endless number of indifferent and worthless things, and between these an abundant harvest of randy school girl sexy pornstar girls hot tight pants ass and boobs porn pains, miseries, fears, disappointments, shipwrecked hopes, afflictions, sorrow and grief. I thought of my mother, whom I loved so deeply and whom I had to watch waste away beneath a horrible disease; of my brother, who full of the promise of joy and happiness died in the flower of youth, without even having put randy school girl porn his lips to the cup of life. I thought of my dead nurse, my childhood playmates, the friends that randy school girl porn had striven and studied with me; of all those, covered by the cold, dead, indifferent earth. I thought of my turtle-dove, who not infrequently made his cooing bows to me, instead of to his mate.—All have returned, dust unto dust. I laughed aloud, and slid down into the water, but at the same moment I caught hold of one of the willow-branches, hanging above the yellow waves. As in a vision, I see the woman who has caused all my misery. She hovers above the level of the water, luminous in the sunlight as though she were transparent, with red flames about her head and neck. * * * * * I am back again, dripping, wet through, randy school girl porn glowing with shame and fever.

The negress has delivered my letter; I am judged, lost, in the power of a heartless, affronted woman. I am unable to do it myself, and yet I have no wish to go on living.

As I walk around the house, she is standing in the gallery, leaning over the railing.

Her face is full in the light of the sun, and her green eyes sparkle.

You haven’t even the courage to take your own life.” “I have lost it,” I replied, trembling, shaken by chills. “I suppose you lost it in the Arno?” She shrugged her shoulders. Well, and why didn’t you leave?” I mumbled something which neither she nor I myself could understand. “Here!” With an indescribably disdainful gesture she tossed me her purse. “You don’t want to leave then?” “I can’t.” * * * * * Wanda drives in the Cascine without me, and goes to the theater without me; she receives company, and the negress serves her.

I stray about the garden, irresolutely, like an animal that has lost its master. Lying among the bushes, I watch a couple of sparrows, fighting over a seed.

Wanda approaches in a gown of dark silk, modestly closed up to the neck; the Greek is with her. They are in an eager discussion, but I cannot as yet understand a word of what they are saying. He stamps his foot so that the gravel scatters about in all directions, and randy school girl porn he lashes the air with his riding whip. He has left her, she calls him; he does not hear her, does not want to hear her.

Wanda sadly lowers her head, and then sits down on the nearest stone-bench. I watch her with a sort of malevolent pleasure, finally I pull myself together by sheer force of will, and ironically step before her.

“I come to wish you happiness,” I said, bowing, “I see, my dear lady, too, has found a master.” “Yes, thank God!” she exclaimed, “not a new slave, I have had enough of them.

Woman needs a randy school girl porn master, and she adores him.” “You adore him, Wanda?” I cried, “this brutal person—” “Yes, I love him, as I have never loved any one else.” “Wanda!” I clenched my fists, but tears already filled my eyes, and I was seized by the delirium of passion, as by a sweet madness. “Very well, take him as your husband, let him be your master, but I want to remain your slave, as long as I live.” “You want to remain my slave, even then?” she said, “that would be interesting, but I am afraid he wouldn’t permit it.” “He?” “Yes, he is already jealous of you,” she exclaimed, “he, of you!