How I opened the door? I do not know. I thought that someone else had done for me.

I heard in front of me rearing its high and strong silhouette.

A faint cry escaped her lips one bound he was beside me. Then I felt my hands clasped, and on my brow the breath of a fiery breath.

At first, the crazy idea that Martha had agreed to sharply her old flame, perhaps happened in the brain, but a minute later, he recognized me.

– For God’s sake, child, ‘cried .- What happens? What brings you? Nobody has seen you? Tell me, nobody has seen?

I shook my head. “I still considered very foolish,” I thought, going back to catch his breath, feeling out of my soul the terrors that I had caused my perilous enterprise.

It left me to turn on the light. I searched the couch with his hand and dropped one of its corners.

The candles spread a lively glow that dazzled me. I turned to the wall and hid my face.

A feeling of weakness, a burning desire to shake against him, had taken possession of me. I was so happy to be at your side I forgot everything else.

-Lana, my dear, my dear Lana said, ’speech, what do you want from me?

I looked up to him. I saw his tanned face and serious, in which the sufferings of that day had carved deep lines and I was plunged into silent contemplation.

– What do you want? Can I bring news of Martha?

– Yes, that is, Mary!