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'
As
you
lie
here
alone
,
my
dear
,
in
the
melancholy
night
,
so
you
must
lie
somewhere
one
night
,
when
even
I
,
if
I
am
living
then
,
shall
have
left
you
.
As
I
am
here
beside
you
,
barefoot
,
unclothed
,
undistinguishable
in
darkness
,
so
must
I
lie
through
all
the
night
of
my
decay
,
until
I
am
dust
.
In
the
name
of
that
time
,
Tom
,
tell
me
the
truth
now
!
'
'
What
is
it
you
want
to
know
?
'
'
You
may
be
certain
;
'
in
the
energy
of
her
love
she
took
him
to
her
bosom
as
if
he
were
a
child
;
'
that
I
will
not
reproach
you
.
You
may
be
certain
that
I
will
be
compassionate
and
true
to
you
.
You
may
be
certain
that
I
will
save
you
at
whatever
cost
.
O
Tom
,
have
you
nothing
to
tell
me
?
Whisper
very
softly
.
Say
only
"
yes
,
"
and
I
shall
understand
you
!
'
She
turned
her
ear
to
his
lips
,
but
he
remained
doggedly
silent
.
'
Not
a
word
,
Tom
?
'
'
How
can
I
say
Yes
,
or
how
can
I
say
No
,
when
I
do
n't
know
what
you
mean
?
Loo
,
you
are
a
brave
,
kind
girl
,
worthy
I
begin
to
think
of
a
better
brother
than
I
am
.
But
I
have
nothing
more
to
say
.
Go
to
bed
,
go
to
bed
.
'
'
You
are
tired
,
'
she
whispered
presently
,
more
in
her
usual
way
.
'
Yes
,
I
am
quite
tired
out
.
'
'
You
have
been
so
hurried
and
disturbed
to-day
.
Have
any
fresh
discoveries
been
made
?
'
'
Only
those
you
have
heard
of
,
from
--
him
.
'
