"Noche, quita te de allí.
El alba canta...."[[23]]
She stopped. "No, it is not true. I am not dead. What was I saying? Alas! I am alive. I am alive. He is dead. I am below. He is above. He is gone. I remain. I shall hear his voice no more, nor his footstep. God, who had given us a little Paradise on earth, has taken it away. Gwynplaine, it is over. I shall never feel you near me again. Never! And his voice! I shall never hear his voice again. And she sang:—
"Es menester a cielos ir—
Deja, quiero,
A tu negro
Caparazon."
"We must go to heaven.
Take off, I entreat thee,