which I reproved as well as I could.
The waiter brought us a bottle of soda water.
I could never have conceived the mad idea that had suddenly possessed this extraordinary man who had chosen me as the victim of his caprice. He took the bottle of soda water to open it as if he was going to drink some, turned it towards me, and drenched me with it from head to foot.
There may be times in one's life and moments of good temper when one might have taken it for a joke. But I was so miserable that this seeming fit of madness set me in a rage.
I burst into a torrent of tears; my tears were the tears of anger. But the more I sobbed, the more he laughed.[1]
1 ↑ Farewell to the World, or Memoirs of Celeste Mogador, Countess Morton de Chabrillan.
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