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 understand from what you have said. Please explain it all to me.”

“No, I can’t do that, I can’t tell anyone,” Cornelli said between her sobs.

“Oh, yes, you can. Don’t cry any more and I’ll help you. I can surely find a way. Please tell me.”

Dino took Cornelli’s hand and gently pulled it away from her eyes.

“No, no, I can’t,” she said timidly.

“Oh, yes, you can. First of all, we’ll push your hair away. It is all sticking to your forehead and your eyes; you can hardly see.”

Dino pushed the hair away as much as he was able; but it was still hanging down and sticking fast.

“Oh, now you’ll see it, and then you’ll make a great noise, I know,” Cornelli exclaimed desperately.

“I do not see anything except that you look a thousand times better that way than with these thick, drooping fringes all over your face,” said Dino.

“No, let them be! I know exactly how it is,” cried Cornelli, making an effort to push