"if i could remember you, and behold you, apart from that frightful visage which stares at me over your shoulder, that were a consolation, at least, if not a joy.""but since that visage haunts you along with mine," rejoined miriam, glancing behind her, "we needs must part.farewell, then!but if ever-- in distress, peril, shame, poverty, or whatever anguish is most poignant, whatever burden heaviest--you should require a life to be given wholly, only to make your own a little easier, then summon me! as the case now stands between us, you have bought me dear, and find me of little worth.fling me away, therefore! may you never need me more! but, if otherwise, a wish--almost an unuttered wish will bring me to you!"she stood a moment, expecting a reply.but donatello's eyes had again fallen on the ground, and he had not, in his bewildered mind and overburdened heart, a word to respond.