AFFAIRS OF THE HEART
Affaires du coeur exercised me greatly that winter. In fact, I
fell in love three times. The first time, I became passionately
enamoured of a buxom lady whom I used to see riding at Freitag's
riding-school; with the result that every day when she was taking
a lesson there (that is to say, every Tuesday and Friday) I used
to go to gaze at her, but always in such a state of trepidation
lest I should be seen that I stood a long way off, and bolted
directly I thought her likely to approach the spot where I was
standing. Likewise, I used to turn round so precipitately whenever
she appeared to be glancing in my direction that I never saw her
face well, and to this day do not know whether she was really
beautiful or not.
Dubkoff, who was acquainted with her, surp
