But how did you know?
I saw nobody else pass by." "I was there," he whispered.
"And I never saw you!" she exclaimed in wonder.

"I remember those Bank Holiday people, though, how abominable they were." "You saw me," he insisted gently.

"I was the one who sat apart and stared." "Of course you are talking rubbish!" she asserted, uneasily.
He shook his head.
"I was behind the banks--the banks of cloud, you know," he went on, a little wistfully.

"I think that that was one of the few moments in my life when I peered out of my prison-house.

I must have known what was coming.