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It is so fatally easy for a woman to simulate love. Every intelligent
woman knows by infallible instinct what the man who loves her really
wants in return. The woman of ardent temperament knows how to appear
reserved with a lover who is not too emotional; while a cold woman can
assume a passionate air when necessary.
I, Joergen, I, who for years cared for no one but myself, have left
Richard firmly convinced to this day that I was greedy of his caresses.
You are an honest man, and what I have been telling you will come as a
shock. You will not understand it, or me.
Yet I think that you, too, must have known and possessed women without
loving them. But that is not the same. If it were, my guilt would be
less.
I allowed my senses to be inflamed, while my mind remained cold, and my
heart contracted with disgust. I consciously profaned the sacred words
of love by applying them to a man whom I chose for his money.
Meanwhile I developed into the frivolous society woman everybody took me
to be.
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