his last day of vision had began for him
He had a few minutes with Medina-sarote before she went to sleep
-,
"Tomorrow," he said, "I shall see no more"
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"Dear heart!" she answered
! -
and she pressed his hands with all her strength
"They will hurt you, but little"
,
"you are going to get through this pain"
"you are going through it, dear lover, for me"
, ,
"if a woman's heart and life can do it, I will repay you"
,
"My dearest one," she said in a tender voice, "I will repay"
- , - , - .
He was drenched in pity for himself and her
He held her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers
and he admired her sweet face for the last time
"Good-bye!" he whispered to the dear sight of her
! -
And then in silence he turned away from her
She could hear his slow retreating footsteps
something in the rhythm of his footsteps threw her into a passion of weeping
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