I must see her.

Ever since I heard of her death, especially since I saw her grave, I have not been able to sleep.

I can not realize that this woman, so young and so beautiful when I left her, is really dead.

I must convince myself of it.
I must see what God has done with a being that I have loved so much, and perhaps the horror of the sight will cure me of my despair.

Will you accompany me, if it won't be troubling you too much ?" "What did her sister say about it ?" "Nothing.