She was assuming a lively tone to keep up his courage, but there was a dry glitter in her eyes and a tremor in her voice.
He took her full, round form in his arms for a last embrace. "If the result of this night's work is that I am arrested and brought back and imprisoned...."
"I can wait for you," she said.
"If I am banished for life...."
"I can follow you."
"If the worst comes to the worst, and one way or another death itself should be the fate that falls to me...."
"I can follow you there, too."
"If we meet again we can laugh at all this, Roma."
"Yes, we can laugh at all this," she faltered.
"If not ... Adieu!"