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“You knew my fiancée was coming back to Paris.''
'You are not leaving me for her,' he said. ''You are leaving me for some other reason. You lie so much, you have come to believe all your own lies. But I, I have senses. You are not leaving me for a woman. If you were really in love with this little girl, you would not have had to be so cruel to me.'
'She's not a little girl,' I said. 'She's a woman and no matter what you think, I do love her—'
'You do not,' cried Giovanni, sitting up, love anyone! You never have loved anyone, I am sure you never will You love your purity, you love your mirror—you are just like a little virgin, you walk around with your hands In iront of you as though you had some precious metal, gold, silver, rubies, maybe diamonds down there between your legs ! You will never give it to anybody, you will never let anybody touch it—man or woman. You want to be clean. You think you came here covered with soap and you think you will go out covered with soap—and you do not “do not want to stink, not even for five minutes, in the meantime.' He grasped me by the collar, wrestling and caressing at once, fluid and iron at once, saliva spraying from his lips and his eyes full of tears, but with the bones of his face showing and the muscles leaping in his arms and neck. You want to leave Giovanni because he makes you stink. You want to despise Giovanni because he is not afraid of the stink of love. You want to kill him in the name of all your lying little moralities. And you—you are immoral. You are, by far, the most immoral man I have met in all my life. Look, look what you have done to me. Do you think you could have done this if I did not love you? Is this what you should do to love?'
'Giovanni, stop it! For God's sake, stop it! What in the world do you want me to do? I can't help the way I feel.'
'Do you know how you feel? Do you feel? What do you feel?'
'I feel nothing now,' I said, 'nothing. I want to get out of this room
'You are not leaving me for her,' he said. ''You are leaving me for some other reason. You lie so much, you have come to believe all your own lies. But I, I have senses. You are not leaving me for a woman. If you were really in love with this little girl, you would not have had to be so cruel to me.'
'She's not a little girl,' I said. 'She's a woman and no matter what you think, I do love her—'
'You do not,' cried Giovanni, sitting up, love anyone! You never have loved anyone, I am sure you never will You love your purity, you love your mirror—you are just like a little virgin, you walk around with your hands In iront of you as though you had some precious metal, gold, silver, rubies, maybe diamonds down there between your legs ! You will never give it to anybody, you will never let anybody touch it—man or woman. You want to be clean. You think you came here covered with soap and you think you will go out covered with soap—and you do not “do not want to stink, not even for five minutes, in the meantime.' He grasped me by the collar, wrestling and caressing at once, fluid and iron at once, saliva spraying from his lips and his eyes full of tears, but with the bones of his face showing and the muscles leaping in his arms and neck. You want to leave Giovanni because he makes you stink. You want to despise Giovanni because he is not afraid of the stink of love. You want to kill him in the name of all your lying little moralities. And you—you are immoral. You are, by far, the most immoral man I have met in all my life. Look, look what you have done to me. Do you think you could have done this if I did not love you? Is this what you should do to love?'
'Giovanni, stop it! For God's sake, stop it! What in the world do you want me to do? I can't help the way I feel.'
'Do you know how you feel? Do you feel? What do you feel?'
'I feel nothing now,' I said, 'nothing. I want to get out of this room
