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your memory; a day will come when you will only remember that you loved her." "You speak as if her place might be taken in my heart, or as if my heart were going to stop loving. Do you no longer remember that you once loved me yourself that you take such pleasure in torturing me?" I saw her pale lips tremble; in an almost inaudible voice she whispered: "No, no; Alissa has not changed in that.” "Why, then nothing has changed," I said, seizing her arm. She went on more firmly : "One word would explain everything; why don't you dare say it?" "What word?” “I have grown older." “Hush!” I protested immediately that I myself had grown as much older as she, that the difference of age between us remained the same ... but she had regained control of herself; the one and only moment had gone by, and by beginning to argue I let slip my advantage; the ground gave way beneath me.
Two days later I left Fongueusemare, discon-