How slowly she walks, and, see, she stops now and hesitates--ah, now, she has seen me, and she smiles. Age has not touched her sight, yet she is blind--for she is the only person in the world who cannot see that my hands are tremulous and that my hair is grey. +-------------------------------------------------+ |Transcriber's note: | | | |Obvious typographic errors have been corrected. | | | +-------------------------------------------------+