Deeply troubled, and in a somewhat confused
state of mind, I rose to depart. Then she placed her thin, feverish
white hand on mine. "You need not go away again," she said, "to indulge
in bitter feelings by yourself because I have said this to you. You may
come with the others to see me and talk to me whenever I am able to sit
here and bear it. I shall not remember your offense, but shall be glad
to know that there is another soul in the house to love and honor me."
With such comfort as these words afforded I returned to the music-room,
and, finding it empty, went out to the terrace, where the others were
now strolling about in knots and couples, conversing and enjoying the
lovely moonlight. Wandering a little distance away by myself, I sat down
on a bench under a tree, and presently Yoletta came to me there, and
closely scrutinized my face.
"Have you nothing to tell me?" she asked. "Are you happier now?"
"Yes, dearest, for I have been spoke to very kindly; and I should have
been happier if only--" But I checked myself in time, and said no more
to her about my conversation with the mother.
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