It desires just one thing more,though. A man who is going to die has aright to a personal fancy,and mine is that you should see why I havealways been such a sulky brute to you, and slow to forget old scores.Of course, though, you understand why, and I tell you only for thepleasure of writing the words. I loved you, Gemma, when you were anugly little girl in a gingham frock, with your hair in a pig-tail downyour back; and I love you still. Do you remember that day when I kissedyour hand, and when you so piteously begged me `never to do that again`? It was a scoundrelly trick to play, I know; but you must forgivethat; and now I kiss the paper where I have written your name. So Ihave kissed you twice, and both times without your consent.
That is all. Good-bye, my dear.
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live
Or if I die.作者: 南天一柱 时间: 2009-10-17 11:41