Summary

Various Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, Vol…

My wife is older than I, and perhaps understands me less than she dares realize. When our lips meet, I try hard to convince myself that I have all in life—nothing remains to long for. Suddenly I think I hear a girlish voice call “Jack!” I seem to see the other woman before me. I crush her to me and kiss her long and passionately. Even then I am not satisfied! I hold her closer in my arms and cry, “Mine—only mine!” She smiles that tantalizing, adorable smile. “I love you!” I exult! Her smile fades into a pout.
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Various Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, Vol…

Her lips are almost perfectly formed and she has the sweetest smile in all the world.
I love to fondle and amuse her. I kiss the white neck, her lips, her hands—and I dream. Why shouldn’t I dream—does not every happily married man live in fancy? My dream, good God, brings to me a terrible realization!
Before me is not my wife, but her sister, a girl of eighteen years, who is said to be her living image. Their features are almost identical.
The girl’s lips, however, are delicately perfect. Her eyes, if possible, are even more expressive than those of the other woman, and are larger.
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Various Captain Billy's Whiz Bang, Vol…

When away from her, I grow morose; her image haunts me. I see her at the head of my table, by my fireside; [21] then, as I try to gather her in my arms, just as I need her most, she vanishes. When I kiss her, I know that before me is the one woman in the world—the only one! And she understands—perhaps. She calls me “dear brother Jack,” but when alone with me, her lips cry: “Jack dearest!”
Source: Gutenberg

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