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I laughed aloud, and slid down into the water, but at the sa above the yelloaves As in a vision, I see the woman who has caused all my misery She hovers above the level of the water, luh she were transparent, with red flames about her head and neck She turns her face toward , wet through, gloith shaed, lost, in the power of a heartless, affronted woman

Well, let her kill o on living

As I walk around the house, she is standing in the gallery, leaning over the railing Her face is full in the light of the sun, and her green eyes sparkle

"Still alive?" she asked, withoutI stood silent, with bowed head

"Give me back my poinard," she continued "It is of no use to you You haven't even the courage to take your own life"

"I have lost it," I replied, tre, shaken by chills

She looked lance

"I suppose you lost it in the Arno?" She shrugged her shoulders "Nowhich neither she nor I myself could understand

"Oh! you haven't any esture she tossed me her purse

I did not pick it up

Both of us were silent for some time

"You don't want to leave then?"

"I can't"

Wanda drives in the Cascine without oes to the theater without ress serves her No one asks after arden, irresolutely, like an ani the bushes, I watch a couple of sparrows, fighting over a seed

Suddenly I hear the swish of a woown of dark silk, modestly closed up to the neck; the Greek is with her They are in an eager discussion, but I cannot as yet understand a word of what they are saying He staravel scatters about in all directions, and he lashes the air with his riding whip Wanda startles

Is she afraid that he will strike her?

Have they gone that far?