Every woman wears the mask which best suits her purpose. My mask
was my smile. I did not wish others to see through me. Sometimes, during
a sudden silence, I have caught the echo of my own laugh--that laugh in
which you, too, delighted--and hearing it I have shuddered.
No! That is not quite true. I was a different woman with you. A real,
living creature lived and breathed behind the mask. You taught me to
live. You looked into my eyes, and heard my real laughter.
How many hours we spent together, Joergen, you and I! But we did not
talk much; we never came to the exchange of ideas. I hardly remember
anything you ever said; although I often try to recall your words. How
did we pass the happy time together?
You are the only man I ever loved.
When we first got to know each other you were five-and-twenty. So
young--and I was eight years your senior. We fell in love with each
other at once.
You had no idea that I cared for you.
From that moment I was a changed woman.
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