More and more light came into the room.
"Thou didst not forget me," said she at last, "hence I have come. I obtained an easy death for thee."
Kamionka held her in his arms all the time, as if in fear that the blessed vision would vanish from him together with the light.
"I am ready to die," answered he, "if thou wilt stay with me."
She smiled at him with her angelic smile, and taking one arm from his neck she pointed downward, and said,—
"Thou art dead already. Look!"
He looked in the direction of her hand, and behold, under their feet, he saw through the window in the ceiling of his own gloomy and lonely studio, and there on the bed lay his own corpse, with widely opened mouth, which in the yellow face seemed a dark hole as it were.
And he looked on that emaciated body as something foreign. But after a while all began to vanish from his eyes, for that surrounding brightness, as if urged by a wind from beyond this world, went off somewhere into infinity.