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Zuleika Dobson; Or, An Oxford Love Story
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Sir Max Beerbohm
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Zuleika
gazed
at
them.
“I
see,”
she
said;
then,
looking
up,
“When
did
they
become
like
that?”
“It
was
when
you
left
the
dining-room
that
I
saw
the
change
in
them.”
“How
strange!
It
was
when
I
went
into
the
drawing-room
that
I
noticed
mine.
I
was
looking
in
the
glass,
and”--She
started.
“Then
you
were
in
love
with
me
last
night?”
“I
began
to
be
in
love
with
you
from
the
moment
I
saw
you.”
“Then
how
could
you
have
behaved
as
you
did?”
“Because
I
was
a
pedant.
I
tried
to
ignore
you,
as
pedants
always
do
try
to
ignore
any
fact
they
cannot
fit
into
their
pet
system.
The
basis
of
my
pet
system
was
celibacy.
I
don’t
mean
the
mere
state
of
being
a
bachelor.
I
mean
celibacy
of
the
soul--egoism,
in
fact.
You
have
converted
me
from
that.
I
am
now
a
confirmed
tuist.”
“How
dared
you
insult
me?”
she
cried,
with
a
stamp
of
her
foot.
“How
dared
you
make
a
fool
of
me
before
those
people?
Oh,
it
is
too
infamous!”
“I
have
already
asked
you
to
forgive
me
for
that.
You
said
there
was
nothing
to
forgive.”
“I
didn’t
dream
that
you
were
in
love
with
me.”
“What
difference
can
that
make?”
“All
the
difference!
All
the
difference
in
life!”
“Sit
down!
You
bewilder
me,”
said
the
Duke.
“Explain
yourself!”
he
commanded.
“Isn’t
that
rather
much
for
a
man
to
ask
of
a
woman?”
“I
don’t
know.
I
have
no
experience
of
women.
In
the
abstract,
it
seems
to
me
that
every
man
has
a
right
to
some
explanation
from
the
woman
who
has
ruined
his
life.”
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