"You wear combinations in this heat ?" she said in a voice which was meant to be private.

He liked the look of her immensely, not so much her beauty, but her largeness and simplicity, which made her stand out from the rest like a great stone woman, and he passed on in a gentler mood.

His eye fell upon Rachel.

She was lying back rather behind the others resting on one elbow; she might have been thinking precisely the same thoughts as Hewet himself.

Her eyes were fixed rather sadly but not intently upon the row of people opposite her.
Hewet crawled up to her on his knees, with a piece of bread in his hand.
"What are you looking at ?" he asked.
She was a little startled, but answered directly, "Human beings.".