109/120 all is over between us ?" His pleading, trembling voice charged with tears made her turn her head to hide her emotion. Then in the painful silence the two despairs formed one and the same question, as if interrogating the shades of the future: "What will become of me ?" murmured the man. And like an echo her lips repeated, "What will become of me ?" All had been said. Hopeless words came between the two like an obstacle momentarily increasing in size, impelling them in opposite directions. |