"Have you got such a thing as a cigarette ?" He got up.

"Yes, in my room.

Wait while I fetch them!" "Oh, don't go on purpose!" she said.

"I daresay I shouldn't like your kind, thanks all the same." He went nevertheless, and she leaned back with her face to the hills and waited.

The moon was just topping the great summits.
She watched it with a curious feeling of weakness.