He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. If I offered you half of my possessions, you'd doubtless wallop me on the jaw. I will take her back. “Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. She and I were very close. The world is known to you. You are not my husband. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb.
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