"And you started to come back before you were really well?"

"If I had remained in the place for another week, I should have died
there."

"Well, now you are back again, you must take care of yourself; your
friends will come and look after you; myself, first of all, if you will
allow me."

"I shall get up in a couple of hours."

"It would be very unwise."

"I must."

"What have you to do in such a great hurry?"

"I must go to the inspector of police."

"Why do you not get one of your friends to see after the matter? It is
likely to make you worse than you are now."

"It is my only chance of getting better. I must see her. Ever since I
heard of her death, especially since I saw her grave, I have not been
able to sleep. I can not realize that this woman, so young and so
beautiful when I left her, is really dead. I must convince myself of it.
I must see what God has done with a being that I have loved so much,
and perhaps the horror of the sight will cure me of my despair. Will you
accompany me, if it won't be troubling you too much?"

"What did her sister say about it?"