rescuing her from an adventure that would have led nowhere, and that with her embrace she was handing on to him, like a legacy, the bitter-sweet burden of love for his future life. The child of that time understood none of this, but he felt that it was very delightful to be loved so much, and that through this love he was already drawn into the great secret of the world. When she drew back her hand from him, her lips left his, and her quiet figure went away, skirts rustling, a warmth was left behind, breathing softly over his lips. And he sensed a sweet longing to feel such soft lips many times again, and be so tenderly embraced, but this mysterious anticipation of the secret he longed to know was already clouded by the shadows of sleep. Once again all the images of the last few hours passed vividly through his mind, once again the book of his youth opened enticingly. Then the child fell asleep and began to dream the deeper dream of his own life.
Other Stefan Zweig titles published by P USHKIN P RESS
Amok and Other Stories Translated by Anthea Bell
Beware of Pity Translated by Phyllis and Trevor Blewitt
Confusion Translated by Anthea Bell
Twilight Moonbeam Alley Translated by Anthea Bell
Wondrak and Other Stories Translated by Anthea Bell