34/40 Do you not see, that time is due to us, and the minutes are our gold slipping away ?' She shrank her hand back: she did not wish to withdraw the hand, only to shun the pledge it signified. He opened an abyss at her feet, and in deadly alarm of him she exclaimed: 'Oh! not yet; not immediately.' She trembled, she made her petition dismal by her anguish of speechlessness. They must not be troubled yet--at present. |