I will know that somewhere you think of me." "And would death make a difference?
High in the highest heaven, should I be so fortunate as to achieve it, I would think of you; and, if I were to be sent to the lowest hell, I could forget it all in thinking of you." "Yes, yes, I know how you love, because----" "Because why ?" "I won't hesitate now.

It may be unmaidenly, but I know, because I, too----" "Laure!" cried the man, sweeping her to him again.
"I think I loved you when we were boy and girl together," said the woman, throwing everything to the winds in making her great confession.
"I know I loved you that night in the chateau, although I would not admit it, and I treated you so cruelly.

And when they told me you were dead, then, then, my heart broke.

And when you came here and I saw you two men together--oh, I had made the contrast in my imagination--but last night I saw and now I see.

Oh, you will live, live.