He had not expected this precious appearance, it came unhoped-for; he had not had time to settle his features into an expression of dignified calm. Joy, surprise and admiration were allowed to be freely depicted there when his eyes met those of the boy whom he had missed—and at that second Tadzio smiled: smiled at him in a communicative, familiar, charming and unconcealed way, with lips that only slowly opened into a smile. It was the smile of Narcissus bending over his reflection in the water, that profound, enchanted, long smile with which he holds out his arms to the mirror image of his own
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