I seemed to have been asleep nearly all my life." "_Somnambule_?
But--when did you wake up ?" "I don't know that I ever did, or ever have--since I was a child." "You went to sleep as you grew to be a woman?
How queer! And he didn't wake you ?" "No; he never got there," she replied, in a monotone.
The brown birds dashed over the hedges where the rose-hips stood naked and scarlet.
"Got where ?" he asked.
"At me.

He never really mattered to me." The afternoon was so gently warm and dim.

Red roofs of the cottages burned among the blue haze.

He loved the day.

He could feel, but he could not understand, what Clara was saying.
"But why did you leave him?
Was he horrid to you ?" She shuddered lightly.
"He--he sort of degraded me.