Point de lendemain

I loved the countess deeply. I was twenty years old and naive; she betrayed me. I became angry, and she left me. I was naive, and I regretted her. I was twenty years old, and she forgave me. Just as I was born for fourteen years, I was always proclaiming but always losing. I believe that my lover is the most loving and the happiest of men. She was a friend of Madame de T..., who had some plans regarding me, but without compromising her dignity. As one would expect, Madame de T... adhered scrupulously to the principles of decency.