{"id":"01KG8AMZ28ENQMFXT7BVPZ34NR","cid":"bafkreic7s4vjr5gi3ifayv4or33ee2jcuyhdjac44qutvqh4cfhnvihnau","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":1710,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:52.918Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 3","source_file":"01KG89J1JSYKSGCE149MH9HF6A","start_line":1658,"text":"thought,--never will I wed with my best Pierre, until the riddle of that\r\nface be known. Tell me, tell me, Pierre;--as a fixed basilisk, with eyes\r\nof steady, flaming mournfulness, that face this instant fastens me.\"\r\n\r\n\"Bewitched! bewitched!--Cursed be the hour I acted on the thought, that\r\nLove hath no reserves. Never should I have told thee the story of that\r\nface, Lucy. I have bared myself too much to thee. Oh, never should Love\r\nknow all!\"\r\n\r\n\"Knows not all, then loves not all, Pierre. Never shalt thou so say\r\nagain;--and Pierre, listen to me. Now,--now, in this inexplicable\r\ntrepidation that I feel, I do conjure thee, that thou wilt ever continue\r\nto do as thou hast done; so that I may ever continue to know all that\r\nagitatest thee, the airiest and most transient thought, that ever shall\r\nsweep into thee from the wide atmosphere of all things that hem\r\nmortality. Did I doubt thee here;--could I ever think, that thy heart\r\nhath yet one private nook or corner from me;--fatal disenchanting day\r\nfor me, my Pierre, would that be. I tell thee, Pierre--and 'tis Love's\r\nown self that now speaks through me--only in unbounded confidence and\r\ninterchangings of all subtlest secrets, can Love possibly endure. Love's\r\nself is a secret, and so feeds on secrets, Pierre. Did I only know of\r\nthee, what the whole common world may know--what then were Pierre to\r\nme?--Thou must be wholly a disclosed secret to me; Love is vain and\r\nproud; and when I walk the streets, and meet thy friends, I must still\r\nbe laughing and hugging to myself the thought,--They know him not;--I\r\nonly know my Pierre;--none else beneath the circuit of yon sun. Then,\r\nswear to me, dear Pierre, that thou wilt never keep a secret from\r\nme--no, never, never;--swear!\"\r\n\r\n\"Something seizes me. Thy inexplicable tears, falling, falling on my\r\nheart, have now turned it to a stone. I feel icy cold and hard; I will\r\nnot swear!\"\r\n\r\n\"Pierre! Pierre!\"\r\n\r\n\"God help thee, and God help me, Lucy. I can not think, that in this\r\nmost mild and dulcet air, the invisible agencies are plotting treasons\r\nagainst our loves. Oh! if ye be now nigh us, ye things I have no name\r\nfor; then by a name that should be efficacious--by Christ's holy name, I\r\nwarn ye back from her and me. Touch her not, ye airy devils; hence to\r\nyour appointed hell! why come ye prowling in these heavenly perlieus?\r\nCan not the chains of Love omnipotent bind ye, fiends?\"\r\n\r\n\"Is this Pierre? His eyes glare fearfully; now I see layer on layer\r\ndeeper in him; he turns round and menaces the air and talks to it, as if\r\ndefied by the air. Woe is me, that fairy love should raise this evil\r\nspell!--Pierre?\"\r\n\r\n\"But now I was infinite distances from thee, oh my Lucy, wandering\r\nbaffled in the choking night; but thy voice might find me, though I had\r\nwandered to the Boreal realm, Lucy. Here I sit down by thee; I catch a\r\nsoothing from thee.\"\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 3"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AKJA99569TQFJXNGRMNBP","peer_type":"section","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1JSYKSGCE149MH9HF6A","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AMZ28PTY6KTPRAMZYA0A9","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AMZM1D4Q76BPHV6WH7XEY","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:54.344Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:49:04.023Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}