It is so different--and the same.

You are you, and I am I; why is it--do you know ?" "No; yes--I know, but cannot tell you.

And if you find your people, what will you do--leave me to go to them?
Must I go all the way to Riolama only to lose you ?" "Where I am, there you must be." "Why ?" "Do I not see it there ?" she returned, with a quick gesture to indicate that it appeared in my face.
"Your sight is keen, Rima--keen as a bird's.

Mine is not so keen.

Let me look once more into those beautiful wild eyes, then perhaps I shall see in them as much as you see in mine." "Oh no, no, not that!" she murmured in distress, drawing away from me; then with a sudden flash of brilliant colour cried: "Have you forgotten the compact--the promise you made me ?" Her words made me ashamed, and I could not reply.