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"You needn't stop here ," he

said

"I like it also, here," she said "When one has been in ain at this So close on him she lay, and yet

she answered him from so far away But he did not mind

"What was your own home like, when you were little?" he

asked

"My father was a landowner," she replied "It was near a

river"

This did not convey ue as before

But he did not care, whilst she was so close

"I am a landowner--a little one," he said

"Yes," she said

He had not dared totime

he did not stir Then softly, timidly, his hand settled on the

roundness of her arm, on the unknown She seemed to lie a little

closer A hot flame licked up from his belly to his chest

But it was too soon She rose, and went across the roo out a little tray-cloth There was so

quiet and professional about her She had been a nurse beside

her husband, both in Warsaw and in the rebellion afterwards She

proceeded to set a tray It was as if she ignored Brangwen He