Up above me soft little gray clouds showed suddenly, all touched with pink on their eastern sides, while the sky behind them warmed with a faint dun glow.

A cock in the Beaumanoir yard woke suddenly and crowed, and the challenge was answered from La Vauroque.
Jeanne Falla's pigs grunted sleepily at the disturbance.

The pigeons rumbled in their cote, and the birds began to twitter in the trees about the house.

And behind the white curtains there, Carette lay sleeping.
...

I had asked her, the first chance that offered, after I got back from seeing George Hamon.