exalted by his kisses.

“You feel dead, don’t you?” It was as if she had been given ether. His voice seemed to come from so far. She motioned to him that she felt as if she were fainting. He said, “It will pass.”

silk hangings,

paper flowers,

longues, lace and satin,

by contagion,

to lavish upon

half-curtained,

the prelude