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Du Maurier, George, 1834-1896

"Peter Ibbetson"

She suddenly blazed and dazzled into my poor life like a
meteor, and filled it with a maddening love and pain. I don't know which
of the two has been the sweetest; both have been my life. You cannot
realize what it has been. Trust me, I have lived my fill. I am ready and
willing to die. It is the only perfect consummation I can think of.
Nothing can ever equal this moment--nothing on earth or in heaven. And
if I were free to-morrow, life would not be worth having without _you_.
I would not take it as a gift."
She sat down by me on the grass with her hands clasped across her knees,
close to the unconscious shadows of our kith and kin, within hearing of
their happy talk and laughter.
Suddenly we both heard Mimsey say to Gogo--
"O, ils sont joliment bien ensemble, le Prince Charmant et la fee
Tarapatapoum!"
We looked at each other and actually laughed aloud. The duchess said--
"Was there ever, since the world began, such a _muse en scene_, and for
such a meeting, Mr. Ibbetson? Think of it! Conceive it! _I_ arranged it
all. I chose a day when they were all together. As they would say in
America, _I_ am the boss of this particular dream."
And she laughed again, through her tears, that enchanting ripple of a
laugh that closed her eyes and made her so irresistible.


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