"Soon, soon.

You say that our position is miserable, that we must put an end to it.

If you knew how terrible it is to me, what I would give to be able to love you freely and boldly! I should not torture myself and torture you with my jealousy....

And it will come soon, but not as we expect.

" And at the thought of how it would come, she seemed so pitiable to herself that tears came into her eyes, and she could not go on.