In the grove squirrels romped and chattered.
It seemed good to Frank to get away alone under the shadow of the trees.

New strength and new life came to him, and new resolves and determinations formed themselves unsought and unbidden in his mind.

He felt that it was a privilege and a blessing to be alive.
Had he felt free to meet Inza then, he would have been quite happy.
He flung himself down beneath a great tree at the edge of the grove, where he could see Snodd's buildings.

For a long time he lay there, thinking and dreaming.
Suddenly he started up.

Three figures were leaving the buildings and coming toward the grove.