I looked long at his calm and noble face, and bent and listened. At

that moment Rosa entered. Concealing the book, I held out my right

hand with a gesture.

"Softly!" I enjoined her, and my voice broke.

"Why? What?"

"He is dead," I said.

It did not occur to me that I ought to have prepared her.




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