. The book of months . ..7;.^ ^M^. THE BOOK OF MONTHS folk, and she sat down again close to me, eager-eyed, with smiling mouth. Suddenly it seemed to me that the whole spiritof all I saw and felt was changed. The soft,innocent, southern night was alive with voices;no longer did a child sit by me, but a woman,dark-eyed like a stag, intoxicating to the and desire, those headlong twins, rusheddown on me, with arms intertwined and purple-stained mouth, chanting with a meaning thatwas new to me, All is beauty, and knowingthis is love, and love— There she sat, exquisite,trembling betwe
. The book of months . ..7;.^ ^M^. THE BOOK OF MONTHS folk, and she sat down again close to me, eager-eyed, with smiling mouth. Suddenly it seemed to me that the whole spiritof all I saw and felt was changed. The soft,innocent, southern night was alive with voices;no longer did a child sit by me, but a woman,dark-eyed like a stag, intoxicating to the and desire, those headlong twins, rusheddown on me, with arms intertwined and purple-stained mouth, chanting with a meaning thatwas new to me, All is beauty, and knowingthis is love, and love— There she sat, exquisite,trembling between girlhood and womanhood, theeternal riddle of life, to solve which men havegladly died and lightly dismissed honor like astale piece of unlikely gossip. But— It is mail-day to-morrow, I said. I alsohave letters to write. She rose at once. Good-night, signor, she said, and turnedto go to the house. As she got farther on her234 .,\, ■,,, \ ; , .■.\ii».:V-- si *?•:■.!..-fj ir^-.
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