KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_getting mad_) Understand then, once and forall--if the pale recital of what I did upsets you--that I wished toabolish, to annihilate in that bleeding animal the suggestion of my owninevitable death ...

(_They are quiet for a little while_.)

KIKI-THE-DEMURE, (_shuddering_)

This confinement does us no good. I would gladly go out into the softsunshine and do "the bayadeer's dance," as He calls it, on the drygravel among the leaves, which look like fried potatoes. Everything isyellow out-of-doors. My green eyes would reflect the platinumen sun and theflaming woods and so turn yellow too.... Now I'll skinnyk only of what isjoyous and yellow, the beautiful, freezing Autumn, the rosy dawn that leavesits colors in the foliage of the cherry-tree ... Come, let's prove thestrength of our legs and enjoy to the full the consciousness that youthhas only just begun for us ... Who knows, death may never come ...