I
stood at the window and watched her pull away in the little white boat.
She pulled so hard at the oars. If only she is strong enough to keep it
up.... It is a long way to the town.
Never has the evening been so calm. Everything seems folded in rest and
silence. There lies a majesty on sky and earth. I wandered at random in
the woods and fields, and scarcely seemed to feel the ground beneath my
feet. The flowers smell so sweet, and I am so deeply moved.
How can I sleep! I feel I must remain awake until my letter is in his
hands.
Now it is speeding to him through the quiet night. The letter yearns
towards him as I do myself.
I am young again.... Yes, young, young!... How blue is the night! Not a
single light is visible at sea.
If this were my last night on earth I would not complain. I feel my
happiness drawing so near that my heart seems to open and drink in the
night, as thirsty plants drink up the dew.
All that was has ceased to be. I am Elsie Bugge once more, and stand on
the threshold of life in all its expanse and beauty.
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