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"Give it here," said her father

Hastily she thrust the purse into his pocket and was going

out

"You'd better go wi' 'em, lad, hadn't you?" said the father

to the nephew

Will Brangwen rose uncertainly He had golden-brown, quick,

steady eyes, like a bird's, like a hawk's, which cannot look

afraid

"Your Cousin Will 'll coe youth again She felt hi on the edge of her

consciousness, ready to coonistic to hi Her cousin took his hat and

joined her It was su of flowery currant to put in his coat, frole of the house She took no notice Her cousin followed

just behind her

They were on the high road She are of a strangeness in

her being Itcurrant in her brother's buttonhole

"Oh, our Fred," she cried "Don't wear that stuff to go to

church"

Fred looked down protectively at the pink adornment on his

breast

"Why, I like it," he said

"Then you're the only one who does, I'm sure," she said

And she turned to her cousin

"Do you like the smell of it?" she asked