Hania. Генрик Сенкевич
silent. I saw and heard everything. Thou art shameless, – thou and he."
"My God! my God!"
"Thou art shameless. I would not have dared to kiss the hem of thy garment, and he kissed thee on the lips. Thou thyself didst draw him to thy kisses. Hania, I despise thee! I hate thee! I hate thee!"
The voice died in my breast. I began to breathe quickly and catch for air, which was lacking in my breast.
"Thou hast felt," said I, after a while, "that I will separate you. If I had to lose my life, I will separate you, even if I had to kill him, thee, and myself. What I said a moment ago is not true. He loves thee, he would not leave thee; but I will separate you."
"Of what are you talking with so much earnestness?" asked Pani d'Yves, who was sitting at the other end of the room.
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