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The morning came and went, but my wish and intention still remained; and so in the full tide of noon, with the sun in all its fiery force, I set out for the old church of St.Sava.

I carried with me a lantern with powerful lens.

I had wrapped it up secretly, for I had a feeling that I should not like anyone to know that I had such a thing with me.
On this occasion I had no misgivings.

On the former visit I had for a moment been overwhelmed at the unexpected sight of the body of the woman I thought I loved--I knew it now--lying in her tomb.