THE excitement was all over, and th

THE excitement was all over, and they were gone. How still it was when they were gone! Mamzelle Aurlie stood upon the gallery, looking and listening. She could no longer see the cart; the red sunset and the blue-gray twilight had together flung a purple mist across the fields and road that hid it from her view. She could no longer hear the wheezing and creaking of its wheels. But she could still faintly hear the shrill, glad voices of the children.
She turned into the house. There was much work awaiting her, for the children had left a sad disorder behind them; but she did not at once set about the task of righting it. Mamzelle Aurlie seated herself beside the table. She gave one slow glance through the room, into which the evening shadows were creeping and deepening around her solitary figure. She let her head fall down upon her bended arm, and began to cry. Oh, but she cried! Not softly, as women often do. She cried like a man, with sobs that seemed to tear her very soul. She did not notice Ponto licking her hand.

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Kegembiraan THE adalah seluruh, dan mereka pergi. Bagaimana masih itu ketika mereka pergi! Mamzelle Aurlie berdiri di atas galeri, melihat dan mendengarkan. Dia tidak bisa lagi melihat gerobak; matahari terbenam merah dan senja biru-abu-abu telah bersama-sama melemparkan kabut ungu di ladang dan jalan yang menyembunyikannya dari pandangan nya. Dia tidak bisa lagi mendengar mengi dan berderit dari roda-rodanya. Tapi dia masih bisa samar-samar mendengar melengking, suara senang anak-anak.
Dia berubah menjadi rumah. Ada banyak pekerjaan menunggu dia, untuk anak-anak telah meninggalkan gangguan sedih di belakang mereka; tapi dia tidak sekaligus mengatur tentang tugas meluruskan itu. Mamzelle Aurlie duduk sendiri di samping meja. Dia memberikan satu pandangan lambat melalui ruang, di mana bayang-bayang malam yang merayap dan memperdalam sekitar sosok soliter nya. Ia membiarkan kepalanya jatuh pada lengan ditekuk, dan mulai menangis. Oh, tapi dia menangis! Tidak lembut, sebagai perempuan sering. Dia menangis seperti seorang pria, dengan isak tangis yang tampaknya merobek jiwanya. Dia tidak melihat Ponto menjilati tangannya.