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Rh her head to his shoulder. But they did not even kiss─they would have felt it ordinary and somehow dreadful─and at once they separated, after tightly clasping each other's hands again.

Marianna turned away to get the candle, which she had put on the window-sill of the empty room, and only then something like embarrassment came over her. She extinguished it, and, gliding quickly along the corridor in the black darkness, she returned to her room, undressed and went to bed, still in the darkness─she felt it somehow comforting.