"I love, much, much."
"Listen, Hania. No earthly power shall separate us. Should Henryk forbid me to come here, I shall write to thee. I have some one who will always bring a letter. I shall come myself too. By the side of the pond after dark. Go always to the garden. But thou wilt not go abroad. If they wish to send thee, I will not permit it, as God is in heaven. Do not say such things, Hania, or I shall go mad. Oh, my beloved, my beloved!"
Seizing her hands, he pressed them passionately to his lips. She sprang up quickly from the bench.
"I hear voices: they are coming," cried she, with fear.
Both went out, though no one was coming and no one came. The evening rays of the sun cast gleams of gold on them, but to me those gleams seemed as red as blood. I too dragged on slowly toward the house. Just at the turning of the alley I met Kazio, who was on the watch.
"They have gone. I saw them," whispered he. "Tell me what I am to do?"
"Shoot him in the head!" cried I, with an outburst.
Kazio flushed like a rose, and his eyes gave out phosphoric light.
"Very good!" said he.
"Stop! Don't be a fool! Do nothing. Meddle in nothing, and on thy honor, Kazio, be silent. Leave everything to me. When thou art needed, I will tell thee; but not a word before any one."