"Yes ... on Wednesday."
"It will doubtless be long before you come again to Lago Maggiore?"
"Yes."
"Do not forget us ... entirely."
"No."
"You will not be forgotten...."
There was in his voice such an intensity of pain with difficulty subdued that the trembling seized her again despite all her will. He continued:
"This is farewell ... is it not?" he said.
She could not control her voice to answer. She moved her head in assent, her eyes still downcast.
"Then ..." said Amaldi, "will you not look at me—to say farewell?"