After having noticed the direction in which Pori was walking, she sat down on top of the bank, untied her dress, and put it on.
Pori saw her and took her for what she was, indeed, a most unhappy woman.
The door of the building opened, and Pori appeared on the threshold.
It was harvest time, and Pori went out to oversee the workmen.
Pori's eyes, fixed at first upon Tahoser, soon were half-closed, and then completely so.
After waiting two hours, she saw Pori issue forth into the country.
Meanwhile Pori issued from the hut, giving a last kiss to Ra'hel.
Will Pori, who has inspired me with such mad passion, never love me?
Tahoser, encouraged by the friendly words of Pori, abandoned her supplicating attitude and rose.
Staggering and pressing her little hand to her heart to still its beating, she drew near Pori's dwelling.