Why had he wished her to come back to life! She would so gladly die! "What is the matter with you, my dear child?
Have you really deceived us?
Do you still love him ?" She made no answer, but simply looked at him with intense sadness.

Then he embraced her gently, took her in his arms, and carried her up to her room.

Having placed her upon her bed, when he saw how white and frail she was he wept that he had had so cruel a task to perform as to keep away from her the one whom she so loved.
"But I would have given him to you, my dear! Why did you say nothing to me ?" She did not speak; her eyelids closed, and she appeared to fall asleep.

He remained standing, his looks fixed upon the thin, lily-white countenance, his heart bleeding with pity.

Then, as her breathing had become quiet, he went downstairs, as he heard his wife come in.
He explained everything to her in the working-room.