[Nana. The Miller’s Daughter. Captain Burle. Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola]@TWC D-Link bookNana. The Miller’s Daughter. Captain Burle. Death of Olivier Becaille CHAPTER X 83/83
So warm, so full of perfume, was the air she encountered that she experienced a sense of delighted surprise.
The heaped-up wealth of the place, the Old World furniture, the fabrics of silk and gold, the ivory, the bronzes, were slumbering in the rosy light of the lamps, while from the whole of the silent house a rich feeling of great luxury ascended, the luxury of the solemn reception rooms, of the comfortable, ample dining room, of the vast retired staircase, with their soft carpets and seats.
Her individuality, with its longing for domination and enjoyment and its desire to possess everything that she might destroy everything, was suddenly increased.
Never before had she felt so profoundly the puissance of her sex.
She gazed slowly round and remarked with an expression of grave philosophy: "Ah well, all the same, one's jolly well right to profit by things when one's young!" But now Satin was rolling on the bearskins in the bedroom and calling her. "Oh, do come! Do come!" Nana undressed in the dressing room, and in order to be quicker about it she took her thick fell of blonde hair in both hands and began shaking it above the silver wash hand basin, while a downward hail of long hairpins rang a little chime on the shining metal..
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