12/40 At last, one day, he declared that he was madly in love with me. I told him that as he was speaking to me seriously I would do the same; that I was truly sorry to see him in such a state; that every time such a thing happened I was greatly upset by it; that I was a woman of standing, I had settled my life, and could do nothing for him. He informed me that he was leaving for Constantinople, that he would never return. He couldn't make up his mind either to remain or to go away. |