Sealed Lips — page 123: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SEALED LIPS, 115 Godefroid did not take his eyes off from his friend’s face while he was speaking with so much enthusiasm that one would say that he was plead- ing his own cause. Noticing suddenly his defiant look the young man said for diversion: “You look depressed. Hold up your head, One would think to look at you that you had committed a crime.” “A crime? No,” replied Godefroid, slowly. “A foolishness probably; a bad action perhaps.” O’Farrell said nothing, for this time, in spite of his desire to soothe the patient’s mind, as he had his body, he could think of no reply. For some moments nothing could be heard but the crackling of the burning wood. “Ah! your silence is eloquent!” exclaimed Gode- froid. “Everything looks gloomy before me, all, even our friendship. Whatever happens we shall never be the same to each other that we have been. My God! why did you leave me? How happy, calm, and sweet our life was! You filled the place of all, and when I saw this boy by my side that I was so proud of, there was no other place in my heart for other love. But you went away. In the empty space left by you another image has taken root, the seed being sown by chance. Then little by little the plant grew, and now——” He stopped with such a heart-broken gesture that O’Farrell, moved by his suffering, tried to encour- age him in his illusion. GoOmicboo S (E(@)