I am going down now to tell Margaret." "Poor, poor Olva." It was the first time that she had called him by his Christian name.

She took his hand.

"Both of us together--the same thing.
I have paid, God knows I have paid, and soon, I hope, it will be over.
But your life is before you." He looked out at the evening fields.

"I'm going down now to tell Margaret.

And tomorrow I shall set out.