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We were amusing ourselves looking into a stereoscope, when suddenly one of the little girls, the youngest, who counted twelve summers at most, secretly seized my hand, and in some confusion and blushing as red as a brazier, whispered in my ear: "Take this." WE WERE AMUSING OURSELVES LOOKING INTO A STEREA SCUB WHEN SUDDENLY ONE OF THE LITTLE GIRLS THE YOUNGEST WHO COUNTED TWELVE SUMS AT MOST SECRETLY SEIZED MY HAND AND IN SOME CONFUSION AND BLUSHING AS RED AS A BRAZIER WHISPERED IN MY EAR TAKE THIS
sed her to my heart or held her against my cheek. All my actions and thoughts referred to the lady; I behaved towards her with the most extraordinary refinement and super-delicacy. Before entering my aunt's room and opening the longed-for drawer, I washed, combed my hair, and tidied myself, as I have seen since is usually done before repairing to a love appointment. I often happened to meet in the street other boys of my age, very proud of their slip of a sweetheart, who would exultingly show me love-letters, photographs, and flowers, and who asked me if I hadn't a sweetheart with whom to correspond. A feeling of inexplicable bashfulness tied my tongue, and I only replied with an enigmatic and haughty smile. And when they questioned me as to what I thought of the beauty of their little maidens, I would shrug my shoulders and disdainfully call them _ugly mugs_. One Sunday I went to play in the house of some little girl-cousins, really very pretty, the eldest of whom was not yet fifteen.  MY AUDACITY AND ONLY PRESSED HER TO MY HEART I HELD HER AGAINST MY CHEEK ALL MY ACTIONS AND THOUGHTS REFERRED TO THE LADY I BEHAVED TOWARDS HER WITH THE MOST EXTRAORDINARY REFINEMENT AND SUPER DELICACY BEFORE ENTERING MY AUNT'S ROOM AND OPENING THE LONGED FOR DRAWER I WASHED COMBED MY HAIR AND TIED IT MYSELF AS I HAVE SEEN SINCE IS USUALLY DONE BEFORE REPAIRING TO A LOVE APPOINTMENT I OFTEN HAPPENED TO MEET IN THE STREET OTHER BOYS OF MY AGE VERY PROUD OF THEIR SLIP OF A SWEETHEART WHO WOULD EXULTINGLY SHOW ME LOVE LETTERS PHOTOGRAPHS AND FLOWERS AND TO ASK ME IF I HADN'T A SWEETHEART WITH WHOM TO CORRESPOND A FEELING OF INEXPLICABLE BASHFULNESS TIED MY TONGUE AND I ONLY REPLIED WITH AN ENIGMATIC AND HAUGHTY SMILE AND WHEN THEY QUESTIONED ME AS TO WHAT I THOUGHT OF THE BEAUTY OF THEIR LITTLE MAIDENS I WOULD SHRUG MY SHOULDERS AND DISDAINFULLY CALL THEM UGLY MUGS ONE SUNDAY I WENT TO PLAY IN THE HOUSE OF SOME LITTLE GIRL COUSINS REALLY VERY PRETTY THE ELDEST OF WHOM WAS NOT YET FIFTEEN
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