“Good-bye, my friend,” exclaimed Death.
“Your hand, Elena!” whispered Tito.
“My love!” murmured the maiden, kneeling at her husband’s side.
And with clasped hands and eyes raised to heaven they sadly answered Death’s farewell.
Slowly, the black deity retired.
“Forever!” murmured the Friend of Man in the distance.
“Mine, forever!” exclaimed Elena, clasping Tito’s hands between her own. “God has pardoned thee and we may live together in heaven—”
“Forever,” replied the youth, with ineffable happiness.
Death disappeared.