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"Whatever your troubles," he said, "I am the man to take you away from

them; that is, if you are not afraid You told me you had no friends

Neither have I Nobody ever cared for me as far as I can remember

Perhaps you could Yes, I live on the sea But ould you be parting

fro to you"

At this point she broke away froes tossing in the wind, the wide fields, the clouds driving

over the sky and the sky itself wheeled about her in reen and

white and blue as if the world were breaking up silently in a whirl, and

her foot at the next step were bound to find the void She reached the

gate all right, got out, and, once on the road, discovered that she had

not the courage to look back The rest of that day she spent with the

Fyne girls who gave her to understand that she was a slow and

unprofitable person Long after tea, nearly at dusk, Captain Anthony

(the son of the poet) appeared suddenly before her in the little garden

in front of the cottage They were alone for theair the voices of Mrs Fyne and the girls

strolling aimlessly on the road could be heard He said to her severely:

"You have understood?"

She looked at him in silence