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Then came the pale face, so worshipping, so distant in its self withdrawn devotion, slowly dawning out of the vapours of her reverie. When it vanished, she tried to see it again. THEN CAME THE PALE FACE SO WORSHIPPING SO DISTANT IN ITS SELF WITHDRAWN DEVOTION SLOWLY DAWNING OUT OF THE VAPOURS OF HER REVERIE WHEN IT VANISHED SHE TRIED TO SEE IT AGAIN
ing that she was frightfully pale. She showed no other sign of uneasiness. As soon as he released her, she withdrew, with one more glance, as she passed, at the couch and the figure blocked out in black upon it. She hastened to her chamber, shut and locked the door, sat down on the side of the couch, and fell, not a-weeping, but a-thinking. Was he dead? What did it matter? They would all be dead soon. Her mother was dead already. It was only that the earth could not bear more children, except she devoured those to whom she had already given birth. But what if they had to come back in another form, and live another sad, hopeless, love-less life over again?--And so she went on questioning, and receiving no replies; while through all her thoughts passed and repassed the eyes of Wolkenlicht, which she had often felt to be upon her when she did not see them, wild with repressed longing, the light of their love shining through the veil of diffused tears, ever gathering and never overflowing. SED TO DO COULD NOT HELP SEEING THAT SHE WAS FRIGHTFULLY PALE SHE SHOWED NO OTHER SIGNS OF UNEASINESS AS SOON AS HE RELEASED HER SHE WITHDREW WITH ONE MORE GLANCE AS SHE PASSED AT THE COUCH AND THE FIGURE BLOCKED OUT IN BLACK UPON IT SHE HASTENED TO HER CHAMBER SHUT AND LOCKED THE DOOR SAT DOWN ON THE SIDE OF THE COUCH AND FELL NOT A WEEPING BUT A THINKING WAS HE DEAD WHAT DID IT MATTER THEY WOULD ALL BE DEAD SOON HER MOTHER WAS DEAD ALREADY IT WAS ONLY THAT THE EARTH COULD NOT BEAR MORE CHILDREN EXCEPT SHE DEVOURED THOSE TO WHOM SHE HAD ALREADY GIVEN BIRTH BUT WHAT IF THEY HAD TO COME BACK IN ANOTHER FORM AND LIVE ANOTHER SAD HOPELESS LOVELESS LIFE OVER AGAIN AND SO SHE WENT ON QUESTIONING AND RECEIVING NO REPLIES WHILE THROUGH ALL HER THOUGHTS PASSED AND REPASSED THE EYES OF WOLKENLICHT WHICH SHE HAD SO OFTEN FELT TO BE UPON HER WHEN SHE DID NOT SEE THEM WILD WITH REPRESSED LONGING THE LIGHT OF THEIR LOVE SHINING THROUGH THE VEIL OF DIFFUSED TEARS EVER GATHERING AND NEVER OVERFLOWING
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