Angels and Women (1924)

CHANGE 53home and render all the aid and consolationin their power.After a few melancholy hours we reachedthe Hermitage and moored the boat at thefoot of the cypress avenue. I was filled withindignant grief when he, called Satanas, withtender assiduity, aided my mother and devotedhimself to her care, while the wickedHesperus conveyed the body of his murderedvictim to a closely screened bower in a remotepart of the garden. Here Cheros felledthe tall trees, and despite my protestationsand his own grief, covered the dead fatherand the living arbor, deep, deep, beneath theheavy cypresses, shut out from the sunlightand my loving eyes forever.I fled to my little room, and now, hiddenwithin it, as the shadows of night come on,how gladly would I lie down and wake nomorel Oh l is not this a dream, a delusion?BuG yesterday my father looked on me sokindly; his voice was sweet as he gave wisecounsel or related stories of the olden time.