Her reply:
_Are you coming? Scarcely believable are your words,_
_For not even a shadow_
_Passes before my unfrequented dwelling._
The Prince came as usual unannounced. The lady did not believe that he
would come at all, and being tired out with the religious observances
of several days, fell asleep. No one noticed the gentle knocking at the
gate. He, on the other hand, had heard some rumours, and suspecting
the presence of another lover, quietly retired. A letter came on the
morning of the next day:
_I stood before your closed door_
_Never to be opened._
_Seeing, it became the symbol of your pitiless heart!_