I am sure Aurora has yellow hair and blue eyes!" "I don't want any one but you," answered Marcello, drawing her face nearer.
So the time passed, and it was to them as if there were no time.

Then the door opened again, and a very pale man in deep mourning was brought in by the Superintendent himself.

Regina rose and drew back a little, so that the shadow should not fall across Marcello's face, and she fixed her eyes on the gentleman in black.
"This is the patient," said the Superintendent in a low voice.
Corbario laid his hand nervously on his companion's arm, and stood still for a moment, holding his breath and leaning forward a little, his gaze riveted on Marcello's face.

Regina had never before seen a man transfixed with fear.
He moved a step towards the bed, and then another, forcing himself to go on.

Then Marcello turned his head and looked at him vacantly.