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Chapter 12

           

           GiselleViola,withherheadrestingagainstthewallofthehouse,hereyeshalfclosed,andherlittlefeet,inwhitestockingsandblackslippers,crossedovereachother,seemedtosurrenderherself,tranquilandfatal,tothegatheringdusk.Thecharmofherbody,thepromisingmysteriousnessofherindolence,wentoutintothenightofthePlacidGulflikeafreshandintoxicatingfragrancespreadingoutintheshadows,impregnatingtheair.TheincorruptibleNostromobreathedherambientseductioninthetumultuousheavingofhisbreast.BeforeleavingtheharbourhehadthrownoffthestoreclothingofCaptainFidanza,forgreatereaseinthelongpullouttotheislands.HestoodbeforeherintheredsashandcheckshirtasheusedtoappearontheCompany’swharfaMediterraneansailorcomeashoretotryhisluckinCostaguana.Theduskofpurpleandredenvelopedhim,tooclose,soft,profound,asnomorethanfiftyyardsfromthatspotithadgatheredeveningaftereveningabouttheself-destructivepassionofDonMartinDecoud’sutterscepticism,flaminguptodeathinsolitude.

           “Youhavegottohear,”hebeganatlast,withperfectself-control.“Ishallsaynowordoflovetoyoursister,towhomIambetrothedfromthisevening,becauseitisyouthatIlove.Itisyou!”...

           Thedusklethimseeyetthetenderandvoluptuoussmilethatcameinstinctivelyuponherlipsshapedforloveandkisses,freezehardinthedrawn,haggardlinesofterror.

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