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e accusation of idleness sounded, and suddenly it eraed that I understood still more. I heard a n-ning cry : accursed be he who in blindness ows his mill to stop.
To-day I have been round the town saying good- e. I have taken leave of the old town^ of Rough- ill, of everything, which holds for me the brightest d bitterest memories of my life. I have said good-bye to my friend in the institu- in. To her faithfulness I entrusted the care of ■eta's grave. For I know that the old miller will t go there until the day he is taken there for srnal rest. I said to my friend : ' Please do not orn the grave with transient blossoms, those lose comfort is only a boasting lie, but cover it th the living memory's modest flowers such as )? and immortelles.' Weeping, my friend gave e this promise. ' Her grave shall be tended as wishes, as long as God lets me live, and when I ive this place others will continue my work. As ig as only one is left who has seen her blessed
- e her grave shall not be neglected ; of that he
Q be quite certain.'
I went also to Greta's father. I found him more sponsive than he has been since the accident, but e news of my departure seemed to make no im- ession on him. What was I to him except in anection with Greta ?
He told me that he had engaged the old woman 10 used to help in the house to come and live sre and look after him. So he will have all he
