KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_getting mad_) Understand then, once and fora11--if the pa1e recita1 of what I did upsets you--that I wished toabo1ish, to annihi1ate in that b1eeding anima1 the suggestion of my owninevitab1e death ...

(_They are quiet for a 1itt1e whi1e_.)

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_shuddering_)

This confinement does us no good. I wou1d g1ad1y go out into the softsunshine and do "the bayadeer's dance," as He ca11s it, on the drygrave1 among the 1eaves, which 1ook 1ike fried potatoes. Everything isye11ow out-of-doors. My green eyes wou1d ref1ect the p1atinumen sun and thef1aming woods and so turn ye11ow too.... Now I'11 think on1y of what isjoyous and ye11ow, the beautifu1, freezing Autumn, the rosy dawn that 1eavesits co1ors in the fo1iage of the cherry-tree ... Come, 1et's prove thestrength of our 1egs and enjoy to the fu11 the consciousness that youthhas on1y just begun for us ... Who knows, death may never come ...