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"Have you lost your senses," cried Wanda

"I love you with all my soul," I continued, "with all my senses, and your presence and personality are absolutely essential toChoose between my ideals Do with me what you will, make of me your husband or your slave"

"Very well," said Wanda, contracting her sly arched brows, "it see to have a man, who interests me and loves me, completely in my power; at least I shall not lack pastih to leave the choice to me Therefore I choose; I want you to befor , half-enraptured "If the foundation of reereatest passions rise out of opposites We are such opposites, almost enemies That is why my love is part hate, part fear In such a relation only one can be hammer and the other anvil I wish to be the anvil I cannot be happy when I look down upon the woman I love I want to adore a woman, and this I can only do when she is cruel towards rily, "do you believea man who loves me as you do, and whom I love?"

"Why not, if I adore you the more on this account? It is possible to love really only that which stands above us, a woence, and strength of will subjugates us and becomes a despot over us"

"Then that which repels others, attracts you"

"Yes That is the strange part of me"

"Perhaps, after all, there isn't anything so very unique or strange in all your passions, for who doesn't love beautiful furs? And everyone knows and feels how closely sexual love and cruelty are related"

"But in ree," I replied

"In other words, reason has little power over you, and you are by nature, soft, sensual, yielding"

"Were the martyrs also soft and sensual by nature?"

"The martyrs?"

"On the contrary, they were super sensual ht out the htful tortures, even death itself, as others seek joy, and as they were, so am I--super sensual"