What could a mere liar, a coward, do to arrange an understanding between two women so mysterious?
You sprang from the earth, from the sea, somewhere, I do not know how.

You are the first woman for me.

Is it not enough ?" "I told Sally, it might have been a sister, your mother--" "Dead long ago.

Out there." He nodded to the window.
"Which ?" she demanded.
He turned to her full now, and put out a hand, touching the coverlid timidly almost.

"You are ill," he said.