V 
  
THE DOUBLE ROOM 
  
A ROOM which resembles a reverie; a truly 
spiritual room, where the hushed atmosphere 
is faintly tinged with rose and blue. 
The soul takes therein a bath of laziness, 
rendered aromatic by regret and by desire. It 
is something like twilight; somewhat blue, 
somewhat rosy. A dream of pleasure at the 
hour of the eclipse! 
The articles of furniture have long, low, lan-
guid shapes; one would say that they dream; 
they seem endowed, as vegetables and miner-
als are, with a somnambulistic life. The cover-
ings speak with the same silent language as 
flowers, skies, and sunsets. 
On the walls no artistic abomination; as 
compared with pure dream, unanalysed im-
pression, definite and positive art is a blas-
phemy. Here everything has the suffering 
clearness and the delicious obscurity of har-
mony. 
An infinitesimal scent of the most exquisite 
kind, in which is mingled a very slight mois-
ture, swims in this atmosphere, where the