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A warm glow spread through me; there was a taste more delightful than fine old brandy, or vintage wine, and I knew irrevocably that I was not cured; no, nor ever should be! And I knew, too, that I wanted Maria—not just as a man longs for the woman he loves—but to drink of the fountain of her life, that warm, intoxicating fountain, greedily, joyously. A WARM GLOW SPREAD THROUGH ME THERE WAS A TASTE MORE DELIGHTFUL THAN FINE OLD BRANDY OR VINTAGE WINE AND I KNEW IRREVOCABLY THAT I WAS NOT CURED NO NOR SHOULD EVER BE AND I KNEW TOO THAT I WANTED MARIA NOT JUST AS A MAN LONGS FOR THE WOMAN HE LOVES BUT TO DRINK OF THE FOUNTAIN OF HER LIFE THAT WARM INTOXICATING FOUNTAIN GREEDILY JOYOUSLY
yself be led too near my resting place. One of the locals mentioned a "place of horror" nearby and Maria wanted to investigate. I had no choice. We poked amid the still fustiness of the deserted mausoleum I knew so well. She thought it odd that the door was unlocked. I said, yes, wasn't it. Then she saw the box, that gleaming copper box which Eve had so thoughtfully provided. She stroked it gently, commenting on its beauty, and before I could prevent it or divert her attention, she had lifted the heavy lid exposing the disarranged shroud, the remains of one or two hapless small creatures, the horrible blood-stained satin lining. She screamed and dropped the lid, somehow pinching her finger. She hopped on one foot, as one usually does to fight down sudden pain. Then she was clinging to me, thoroughly frightened. "What does it mean, Tod?" I quieted her with the usual platitudes. Then I was kissing that poor, red little finger. Without warning to myself or her, I nipped it affectionately. WANDERINGS I THOUGHTLESSLY LET MYSELF BE LED TOO NEAR MY RESTING PLACE ONE OF THE LOCALS MENTIONED A PLACE OF HORROR NEAR BY AND MARIA WANTED TO INVESTIGATE I HAD NO CHOICE WE POKED AMID THE STILL FUSTINESS OF THE DESERTED MAUSOLEUM I KNEW SO WELL SHE THOUGHT IT ODD THAT THE DOOR WAS UNLOCKED I SAID YES WASN'T IT THEN SHE SAW THE BOX THAT GLEAMING COPPER BOX WHICH EVE HAD SO THOUGHTFULLY PROVIDED SHE STROKED IT GENTLY COMMENTING ON ITS BEAUTY AND BEFORE I COULD PREVENT IT OR DIVERT HER ATTENTION SHE HAD LIFTED THE HEAVY LID EXPOSING THE DISARRANGED SHROUD THE REMAINS OF ONE OR TWO HAPLESS SMALL CREATURES THE HORRIBLE BLOOD STAINED SATIN LINING SHE SCREAMED AND DROPPED THE LID SOMEHOW PINCHING HER FINGER SHE HOPPED ON ONE FOOT AS ONE USUALLY DOES TO FIGHT DOWN SUDDEN PAIN THEN SHE WAS CLINGING TO ME THOROUGHLY FRIGHTENED WHAT DOES IT MEAN TOD I QUIETED HER WITH THE USUAL PLATITUDE THEN I WAS KISSING THAT POOR RED LITTLE FINGER WITHOUT WARNING TO MYSELF FOR HER I NIPPED IT AFFECTIONATELY
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