It is so close in here among the trees.

If we go back to the lawn, the air will come to you freely." She took his arm; he could feel her heart throbbing against it.

Kindly silent, he led her back to the open space.

Some garden chairs were placed here and there; he suggested that she should rest for a while.
"I'm afraid I shall be shut out," she repeated.

"Pray let me get back." He yielded at once to the wish that she expressed.