Lots of men are afflicted that way.

But they've been known to give up crying and content themselves with something else." "HE would never content himself!" she said--"If she--the woman that came here, is the moon, he will always want her.

Even _I_ want her!" "You ?" exclaimed Gwent, amazed.
"Yes! I want to see her again!" A puzzled look contracted her brows.
"Since she spoke to me I have always thought of her,--I cannot get her out of my mind! She just HOLDS me--yes!--in one of her little white hands! There are few women like that I think!--women who hold the souls of others as prisoners till they choose to let them go!" Mr.Senator Gwent was fairly nonplussed.

This dark-eyed Spanish beauty with her romantic notions was almost too much for him.

Had he met her in a novel he would have derided the author of the book for delineating such an impossible character,--but coming in contact with her in real life, he was at a loss what to say.