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me. You ask if I I also love you, and love kno be angry ;
So ter mouto tance, as tuation. t of using words.
Gently ely tact made tter. Yet a little confused and sad, and soo seemed to be sad. S motionless, saying noto tance. All t and sadness! But ted did not reject took in tion Goldmund t s distinguiso iful, neatly rounded fingernails. Gratefully o it.
Noail and admired it; almost as e fingers ion it efully led o h his cheeks.
t;Its time, go.quot;
enderly. Gently he kissed her slender fingers.
quot;Please, get up,quot; s;e must go ;
antly. tood up, mounted, rode.
Goldmunds iful Lydia was, e! even kissed so ss by hey rode briskly.
Only at trance to t s;e s time. ; And at t moment, came running, sly in ;tell me if you nig; imes and began unsaddling the horse.
In ternoon, after , sudy.
quot;Is it really true?quot; s once and s.
quot;But t, in t disgusting fas;
quot;t ; ;Believe me, I t your foot never came to me under table; it never asked me if I loved you.quot;
quot;Do you really love me, Goldmund?quot;
quot;Yes, indeed.quot;
quot;But w will ;
quot;I dont kno it. It makes me o love you. I dont t ;
quot;A man is only alloo kiss of t?quot;
quot;No, Ive never t of t. you cannot become my bride.quot;
quot;ts true. And since you cannot become my ay o speak to me about love. Did you t you o seduce me?quot;
quot;I t