I do not understand from what you have said. Please
explain it all to me."
"No, I can't do that, I can't tell anyone," Cornelli said between her
sobs.
"Oh, yes, you can. Don't cry any more and I'll help you. I can surely
find a way. Please tell me."
Dino took Cornelli's hand and gently pulled it away from her eyes.
"No, no, I can't," she said timidly.
"Oh, yes, you can. First of all, we'll push your hair away. It is all
sticking to your forehead and your eyes; you can hardly see." Dino
pushed the hair away as much as he was able; but it was still hanging
down and sticking fast.
"Oh, now you'll see it, and then you'll make a great noise, I know,"
Cornelli exclaimed desperately.
"I do not see anything except that you look a thousand times better
that way than with these thick, drooping fringes all over your face,"
said Dino.
"No, let them be! I know exactly how it is," cried Cornelli, making
an effort to push her hair back again. "Only you won't say it, because
you want to be my friend. But I know it and everybody can see it and
hate me.
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