She had seen enough;
Pista was alive; but he must be badly injured, for his whole head was
wrapped in bandages, and he had evidently neither seen nor heard
anything of the last scene which, moreover, had lasted only a brief
time.
Panna did not go far. A wooden bench stood by the wall of the house
under the little window of the kitchen, which looked out into the yard.
Here she sat down and remained motionless until it grew dark. She had
seen by the bandages that the doctor must have been there, and hoped
that he would return in the evening. If this hope was not fulfilled,
she could go to him without danger after nightfall, for she was
determined to speak to him that very day and obtain the information
which Pista's mother had refused. Before darkness had entirely closed
in the physician really did appear, and entered the hut without heeding
the girl sitting on a bench near the door, perhaps without noticing
her. Panna waited patiently till, at the end of a long quarter of an
hour, he came out, then, with swift decision she went up to him and
touched his arm.
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