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The ive way,

if not to her lover, at least to love, for being without mistrust she

is without force, and to win her love is a triu irls are watched

and guarded! The walls of convents are not high enough, ion has no duties constant enough, to shut

these chares not even streith flowers

Then how surely must they desire the world which is hidden fro, how surely must they listen to

the first voice which coh their bars, and

bless the hand which is the first to raise a corner of the mysterious

veil!

But to be really loved by a courtesan: that is a victory of infinitely

greater difficulty With them the body has worn out the soul, the senses

have burned up the heart, dissipation has blunted the feelings They

have long known the words that we say to them, the means we use; they

have sold the love that they inspire They love by profession, and not

by instinct They are guarded better by their calculations than a virgin

by her mother and her convent; and they have invented the word caprice

for that unbartered love which they allow themselves from time to time,