[Aldrich Wilbur]

determined eyes,  her dark silhouette in the doorway and a parcel wrapped in
white paper.
     '" I'd see you  out, but I don't trust myself to come  back alone, I'm
afraid."
     '" Don't  be  afraid.  Just wait a  few  hours.  I'll be back  tomorrow
morning."
     'Those were the last words that I heard her say.
     'Sshh!  '  The patient  suddenly  interrupted  himself  and  raised Ms
finger. ' It's a restless moonlit  night.' He disappeared on to the balcony.
Ivan heard the sound of wheels along  the corridor, there was a faint  groan
or cry.
     When all  was  quiet again,  the visitor came back and  reported that a
patient had been put  into room No.  120, a man who kept asking for his head
back. Both men relapsed into anxious silence  for a  while, but soon resumed
their interrupted talk. The visitor had just opened his mouth but the night,
as he  had said, was a restless one : voices were heard in the  corridor and
the visitor began to whisper  into  Ivan's ear so  softly that only the poet
could hear what he was saying, with the exception of the first sentence 
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