“Sandu, listen; I cannot bear not to tell you, but I know the mistress and you, and I know you want to go and say good-bye to her. Don’t go, listen to me: it was not the master, it was she who said you were to be dismissed. Don’t go, it is better not to go.”
Sandu made no reply.
They went a few steps farther together and parted. The nearer he drew to Master Dinu’s house, the more he longed to enter. He felt as though some one were urging him to go in.
When he was quite near the door Master Dinu came out into the street. When he saw Sandu he stopped.
“You are going?”
“I am going, master, but I wanted to take leave of the mistress.”
“As the mistress is not at home let me tell her.”
Sandu bent his head.
“Good luck to you, master.”
“May God be with you!”