London, Friday afternoon.
Come back, come back, dear friend, only friend, come back. I swear I shall be kind. If I was sullen with you, it was a joke which I persisted to carry on; I repent of it more than can be said. Come back, it will be quite forgotten. What a pity that you should have believed to that joke. For two days I have not stopped crying. Come back. Be brave, dear friend. Nothing is lost. You just have to do the journey again. We will live here again, very bravely, patiently. Oh! I implore you! It's for your good, besides. Come back, you will find all your things there. I hope you realise now that there was nothing real in our argument, that awful moment! But you, when I made a sign to you to get off the boat, why didn't you come. We have lived together for two years to come to that hour! What are you going to do! If you don't want to come back here, would you like me to join you where you are?
Yes, It's me who was wrong.
Oh, you will not forget me, will you?
No you can't forget me.
Me, I always have you there.
Tell me, answer your friend, must we not live together anymore? Be brave. Answer me quickly. I can't stay here much longer.
Just listen to your good heart. Quick, tell me if I must come to you.
Yours for the whole life.