Then all at once he began to arrange his hair, "just as he used to do when well and he was dressing." "Es kleines Frauchen," she whispered to him; and he seemed to understand.

For a moment, towards the evening, she went into another room, but was immediately called back; she saw at a glance that a ghastly change had taken place.

As she knelt by the bed, he breathed deeply, breathed gently, breathed at last no more.

His features became perfectly rigid; she shrieked one long wild shriek that rang through the terror-stricken castle and understood that she had lost him for ever..