The sisters were hidden by the foliage.
Gudrun sat down in silence.

Her mouth was shut close, her face averted.
She was regretting bitterly that she had ever come back.

Ursula looked at her, and thought how amazingly beautiful she was, flushed with discomfiture.

But she caused a constraint over Ursula's nature, a certain weariness.

Ursula wished to be alone, freed from the tightness, the enclosure of Gudrun's presence.
'Are we going to stay here ?' asked Gudrun.
'I was only resting a minute,' said Ursula, getting up as if rebuked.
'We will stand in the corner by the fives-court, we shall see everything from there.' For the moment, the sunshine fell brightly into the churchyard, there was a vague scent of sap and of spring, perhaps of violets from off the graves.