Shewasdirtyandlazy，andlikedtololltherewhentravellerscame，tohearthementalk，butshehadasoftheart。Presentlyahandcameoutofthewindow，andapairofvelvetslipperstouchedhisshoulder，tinyslipperswithblackflowers。Hepulledthemoutofherhand。Onlyonewoman’sfeethadwornthem，heknewthat。
\"Leftherelastsummerbyalady，\"saidthegirl；\"mightbetheoneyouarelookingfor。Neversawanyfeetsosmall。\"
Gregoryroseandquestionedher。
Theymighthavecomeinawagonandspider，shecouldnottell。Butthegentlemanwasveryhandsome，tall，lovelyfigure，blueeyes，woreglovesalwayswhenhewentout。AnEnglishofficer，perhaps；noAfricander，certainly。
Gregorystoppedher。
Thelady？Well，shewaspretty，rather，thegirlsaid；verycold，dullair，silent。Theystayedfor，itmightbe，fivedays；sleptinthewingoveragainstthestoep；quarrelledsometimes，shethought——thelady。Shehadseeneverythingwhenshewentintowait。Onedaythegentlemantouchedherhair；shedrewbackfromhimasthoughhisfingerspoisonedher。Wenttotheotherendoftheroomifhecametositnearher。Walkedoutalone。Coldwifeforsuchahandsomehusband，thegirlthought；sheevidentlypitiedhim，hewassuchabeautifulman。Theywentawayearlyonemorning，how，orinwhichway，thegirlcouldnottell。
Gregoryinquiredoftheservants，butnothingmorewastobelearnt；sothenextmorninghesaddledhishorseandwenton。Atthefarmshecametothegoodoldoomsandtantesaskedhimtohavecoffee，andthelittleshoelesschildrenpeepedoutatthestrangerfrombehindovensandgables；butnoonehadseenwhatheaskedfor。Thiswayandthatherodetopickupthethreadhehaddropped，butthespiderandthewagon，thelittleladyandthehandsomegentleman，noonehadseen。Inthetownshefaredyetworse。
Onceindeedhopecametohim。Onthestoepofanhotelatwhichhestayedthenightinacertainlittlevillage，therewalkedagentleman，graveandkindly—looking。Itwasnothardtoopenconversationwithhimabouttheweather，andthen——Hadheeverseensuchandsuchpeople，agentlemanandalady，aspiderandwagon，arriveatthatplace？Thekindlygentlemanshookhishead。Whatwastheladylike，heinquired。
Gregorypainted。Hairlikesilkenfloss，smallmouth，underlipveryfullandpink，upperlippinkbutverythinandcurled；therewerefourwhitespotsonthenailofherrighthandforefinger，andhereyebrowswereverydelicatelycurved。
\"Yes；andarose—budtingeinthecheeks；handslikelilies，andperfectlyseraphicsmile。\"
\"Thatisshe！thatisshe！\"criedGregory。
Whoelsecoulditbe？Heaskedwhereshehadgoneto。Thegentlemanmostthoughtfullystrokedhisbeard。
Hewouldtrytoremember。Werenotherears——。Heresuchaviolentfitofcoughingseizedhimthatheranawayintothehouse。Anill—fedclerkandadirtybarmanstandinginthedoorwaylaughedaloud。Gregorywonderediftheycouldbelaughingatthegentleman’scough，andthenheheardsomeonelaughingintheroomintowhichthegentlemanhadgone。Hemustfollowhimandtrytolearnmore；buthesoonfoundthattherewasnothingmoretobelearntthere。PoorGregory！
Backwardandforward，backwardandforward，fromthedirtylittlehotelwherehehaddroppedthethread，tothisfarmandtothat，rodeGregory，tillhisheartwassickandtired。Thatfromthatspotthewagonmighthavegoneitsownwayandthespideranotherwasanideathatdidnotoccurtohim。Atlasthesawitwasnouselingeringinthatneighbourhood，andpressedon。
Onedaycomingtoalittletown，hishorsesknockedup，andheresolvedtorestthemthere。Thelittlehotelofthetownwasabrightandsunnyplace，likethejovialfaceofthecleanlittlewomanwhokeptit，andwhotrottedabouttalkingalways——talkingtothecustomersinthetaproom，andtothemaidsinthekitchen，andtothepassers—bywhenshecouldhailthemfromthewindows；talking，asgood—naturedwomenwithlargemouthsandsmallnosesalwaysdo，inseasonandout。
Therewasalittlefrontparlourinthehotel，keptforstrangerswhowantedtobealone。Gregorysattheretoeathisbreakfast，andthelandladydustedtheroomandtalkedofthegreatfindsattheDiamondFields，andthebadnessofmaid—servants，andtheshamefulconductoftheDutchparsoninthattowntotheEnglishinhabitants。Gregoryatehisbreakfastandlistenedtonothing。Hehadaskedhisonequestion，andhadhadhisanswer；nowshemighttalkon。
Presentlyadoorinthecorneropenedandawomancameout——aMozambiquer，witharedhandkerchieftwistedroundherhead。Shecarriedinherhandatray，withasliceoftoastcrumbledfine，andahalf—filledcupofcoffee，andaneggbrokenopen，butnoteaten。Herebonyfacegrinnedcomplacentlyassheshutthedoorsoftlyandsaid，\"Goodmorning。\"
Thelandladybegantotalktoher。
\"Youarenotgoingtoleaveherreally，Ayah，areyou？\"shesaid。\"Themaidssayso；butI’msureyouwouldn’tdosuchathing。\"
TheMozambiquergrinned。
\"HusbandsaysImustgohome。\"
\"Butshehasn’tgotanyoneelse，andwon’thaveanyoneelse。Come，now，\"
saidthelandlady，\"I’venotimetobesittingalwaysinasickroom，notifIwaspaidanythingforit。\"
TheMozambiqueronlyshowedherwhiteteethgood—naturedlyforanswer，andwentout，andthelandladyfollowedher。
Gregory，gladtobealone，watchedthesunshineasitcameoverthefuchsiasinthewindow，andranupanddownonthepanelleddoorinthecorner。TheMozambiquerhadcloseditlooselybehindher，andpresentlysomethingtoucheditinside。Itmovedalittle，thenitwasstill，thenmovedagain；thenthroughthegapasmallnoseappeared，andayellowearoverlappingoneeye；thenthewholeheadobtruded，placeditselfcriticallyononeside，wrinkleditsnosedisapprovinglyatGregory，andwithdrew。
Throughthehalf—opendoorcameafaintscentofvinegar，andtheroomwasdarkandstill。
Presentlythelandladycameback。
\"Leftthedooropen，\"shesaid，bustlingtoshutit；\"butadarkywillbeadarky，andnevercarriesaheadonitsshoulderslikeotherfolks。Notill，Ihopesir？\"shesaid，lookingatGregorywhenshehadshutthebedroomdoor。
\"No，\"saidGregory，\"no。\"
Thelandladybeganputtingthethingstogether。
\"Who，\"askedGregory，\"isinthatroom？\"
Gladtohavealittleinnocentpieceofgossiptorelate，andsomeonewillingtohearit，thelandladymadethemostofalittlestoryassheclearedthetable。Sixmonthsbeforealadyhadcomealonetothehotelinawagon，withonlyacolouredleaderanddriver。Eightdaysafteralittlebabyhadbeenborn。
IfGregorystoodupandlookedoutatthewindowhewouldseeabluegum—
treeinthegraveyard；closebyitwasalittlegrave。Thebabywasburiedthere。Atinything——onlylivedtwohours，andthemotherherselfalmostwentwithit。Afterawhileshewasbetter；butonedayshegotupoutofbed，dressedherselfwithoutsayingawordtoanyone，andwentout。Itwasadrizzlyday；alittletimeaftersomeonesawhersittingonthewetgroundunderthebluegum—tree，withtheraindrippingfromherhatandshawl。Theywenttofetchher，butshewouldnotcomeuntilshechose。
Whenshedid，shehadgonetobedandhadnotrisenagainfromit；neverwould，thedoctorsaid。
Shewasverypatient，poorthing。Whenyouwentintoaskherhowshewasshesaidalways\"Better，\"or\"Nearlywell！\"andlaystillinthedarkenedroom，andnevertroubledanyone。TheMozambiquertookcareofher，andshewouldnotallowanyoneelsetotouchher；wouldnotsomuchasallowanyoneelsetoseeherfootuncovered。Shewasstrangeinmanyways，butshepaidwell，poorthing；andnowtheMozambiquerwasgoing，andshewouldhavetotakeupwithsomeoneelse。
Thelandladyprattledonpleasantly，andnowcarriedawaythetraywiththebreakfastthings。WhenshewasgoneGregoryleanedhisheadonhishands，buthedidnotthinklong。
Beforedinnerhehadriddenoutofthetowntowhereonariseanumberoftransport—wagonswereoutspanned。TheDutchmandriverofonewonderedatthestranger’seagernesstofreehimselfofhishorses。Stolenperhaps；
butitwasworthhiswhiletobuythematsolowaprice。Sothehorseschangedmasters，andGregorywalkedoffwithhissaddlebagsslungacrosshisarm。Onceoutofsightofthewagonshestruckoutoftheroadandwalkedacrosstheveld，thedry，floweringgrasseswavingeverywhereabouthim；half—wayacrosstheplainhecametoadeepgullywhichtheraintorrentshadwashedout，butwhichwasnowdry。Gregorysprungdownintoitsredbed。Itwasasafeplace，andquiet。Whenhehadlookedabouthimhesatdownundertheshadeofanoverhangingbankandfannedhimselfwithhishat，fortheafternoonwashot，andhehadwalkedfast。Athisfeetthedustyantsranabout，andthehighredbankbeforehimwascoveredbyanetworkofrootsandfibreswashedbarebytherains。AbovehisheadrosetheclearblueAfricansky；athissidewerethesaddlebagsfullofwomen’sclothing。Gregorylookeduphalfplaintivelyintothebluesky。
\"AmI，amIGregoryNazianzenRose？\"hesaid。
Itwasalsostrange，hesittingthereinthatslootinthatup—countryplain！——strangeasthefantastic，changingshapesinasummercloud。Atlast，tiredout，hefellasleep，withhisheadagainstthebank。Whenhewoketheshadowhadstretchedacrossthesloot，andthesunwasontheedgeoftheplain。Nowhemustbeupanddoing。Hedrewfromhisbreastpocketalittlesixpennylooking—glass，andhungitononeoftherootsthatstuckoutfromthebank。Thenhedressedhimselfinoneoftheold—fashionedgownsandagreatpinked—outcollar。Thenhetookoutarazor。Tuftbytuftthesoftbrownbeardfelldownintothesand，andthelittleantstookittolinetheirnestswith。Thentheglassshowedafacesurroundedbyafrilledcap，whiteasawoman’s，withalittlemouth，averyshortupperlip，andarecedingchin。
Presentlyarathertallwoman’sfigurewasmakingitswayacrosstheveld。
Asitpassedahollowed—outantheapitkneltdown，andstuffedinthesaddlebagswiththeman’sclothing，closinguptheanthillwithbitsofgroundtolookasnaturalaspossible。Likeasinnerhidinghisdeedofsin，thehiderstartedonceandlookedround，butyettherewasnoonenearsaveameerkat，whohadliftedherselfoutofherholeandsatonherhindlegswatching。Hedidnotlikethatevensheshouldsee，andwhenheroseshedivedawayintoherhole。Thenhewalkedonleisurely，thattheduskmighthavereachedthevillagestreetsbeforehewalkedthere。Thefirsthousewasthesmith’s，andbeforetheopendoortwoidleurchinslolled。
Ashehurriedupthestreetinthegatheringgloomheheardthemlaughlongandloudlybehindhim。Heglancedroundfearingly，andwouldalmosthavefled，butthatthestrangeskirtsclungabouthislegs。Andafterallitwasonlyasparkthathadalightedontheheadofone，andnotthestrangefiguretheylaughedat。
Thedoorofthehotelstoodwideopen，andthelightfelloutintothestreet。Heknocked，andthelandladycame。Shepeeredouttolookforthecartthathadbroughtthetraveller；butGregory’sheartwasbravenowhewassonearthequietroom。Hetoldherhehadcomewiththetransportwagonsthatstoodoutsidethetown。
Hehadwalkedin，andwantedlodgingsforthenight。
Itwasadeliberatelie，gliblytold；hewouldhavetoldfifty，thoughtherecordingangelhadstoodinthenextroomwithhispendippedintheink。
Whatwasittohim？Herememberedthatshelaytheresayingalways：\"Iambetter。\"
Thelandladyputhissupperinthelittleparlourwherehehadsatinthemorning。Whenitwasonthetableshesatdownintherocking—chair，asherfashionwastoknitandtalk，thatshemightgathernewsforhercustomersinthetaproom。Inthewhitefaceunderthequeer，deep—fringedcapshesawnothingofthemorning’straveller。Thenewcomerwascommunicative。Shewasanursebyprofession，shesaid；hadcometotheTransvaal，hearingthatgoodnurseswereneededthere。Shehadnotyetfoundwork。Thelandladydidnotperhapsknowwhethertherewouldbeanyforherinthattown？
Thelandladyputdownherknittingandsmoteherfathandstogether。
Ifitwasn’ttheveryfingerofGod’sprovidence，asthoughyousawithangingoutofthesky，shesaid。Herewasaladyillandneedinganewnursethatveryday，andnotabletogetonetohermind，andnow——well，ifitwasn’tenoughtoconvertalltheAtheistsandFreethinkersintheTransvaal，shedidn’tknow！
Thenthelandladyproceededtodetailfacts。
\"I’msureyouwillsuither，\"sheadded；\"you’rejustthekind。Shehasheapsofmoneytopayyouwith；haseverythingthatmoneycanbuy。AndI
gotaletterwithacheckinitforfiftypoundstheotherdayfromsomeone，whosaysI’mtospenditforher，andnottoletherknow。Sheisasleepnow，butI’lltakeyouintolookather。\"
Thelandladyopenedthedoorofthenextroom，andGregoryfollowedher。A
tablestoodnearthebed，andalampburninglowstoodonit；thebedwasagreatfour—posterwithwhitecurtains，andthequiltwasofrichcrimsonsatin。ButGregorystoodjustinsidethedoorwithhisheadbentlow，andsawnofurther。
\"Comenearer！I’llturnthelampupabit，thatyoucanhavealookather。Aprettything，isn’tit？\"saidthelandlady。
Nearthefootofthebedwasadentinthecrimsonquilt，andoutofitDoss’smallheadandbrighteyeslookedknowingly。
ThenGregorylookedupatwhatlayonthecushion。Alittlewhite，whiteface，transparentasanangel’swithaclothboundroundtheforehead，andwithsofthairtossedaboutonthepillow。
\"Wehadtocutitoff，\"saidthewoman，touchingitwithherforefinger。
\"Softassilk，likeawaxdoll’s。\"
ButGregory’sheartwasbleeding。
\"Nevergetupagain，thedoctorsays，\"saidthelandlady。
Gregoryutteredoneword。Inaninstantthebeautifuleyesopenedwidely，lookedroundtheroomandintothedarkcorners。
\"Whoishere？WhomdidIhearspeak？\"
Gregoryhadsunkbackbehindthecurtain；thelandladydrewitaside，andpulledhimforward。
\"Onlythislady，ma’am——anursebyprofession。Sheiswillingtostayandtakecareofyou，ifyoucancometotermswithher。\"
Lyndallraisedherselfonherelbow，andcastonekeenscrutinizingglanceoverhim。
\"HaveIneverseenyoubefore？\"sheasked。
\"No。\"
Shefellbackwearily。
\"Perhapsyouwouldliketoarrangethetermsbetweenyourselves，\"saidthelandlady。\"Hereisachair。Iwillbebackpresently。\"
Gregorysatdown，withbentheadandquickbreath。Shedidnotspeak，andlaywithhalf—closedeyes，seemingtohaveforgottenhim。
\"Willyouturnthelampdownalittle？\"shesaidatlast；\"Icannotbearthelight。\"
Thenhisheartgrewbraverintheshadow，andhespoke。Nursingwastohim，hesaid，hischosenlife’swork。Hewantednomoneyif——Shestoppedhim。
\"ItakenoserviceforwhichIdonotpay，\"shesaid。\"WhatIgavetomylastnurseIwillgivetoyou；ifyoudonotlikeityoumaygo。\"
AndGregorymutteredhumbly，hewouldtakeit。
Afterwardshetriedtoturnherself。Heliftedher！Ah！ashrunkenlittlebody，hecouldfeelitsweaknessashetouchedit。Hishandsweretohimglorifiedforwhattheyhaddone。
\"Thankyou！thatissonice。Otherpeoplehurtmewhentheytouchme，\"shesaid。\"Thankyou！\"Thenafteralittlewhilesherepeatedhumbly，\"Thankyou；theyhurtmeso。\"
Gregorysatdowntrembling。Hislittleewe—lamb，couldtheyhurther？
ThedoctorsaidofGregoryfourdaysafter，\"SheisthemostexperiencednurseIevercameincontactwith。\"
Gregory，standinginthepassage，hearditandlaughedinhisheart。Whatneedhadheofexperience？Experienceteachesusinamillenniumwhatpassionteachesusinanhour。AKafferstudiesallhislifethediscerningofdistantsounds；buthewillneverhearmystep，whenmylovehearsit，comingtoherwindowinthedarkovertheshortgrass。
AtfirstGregory’sheartwassorewhendaybydaythebodygrewlighter，andthemouthhefedtookless；butafterwardhegrewaccustomedtoit，andwashappy。Forpassionhasonecry，oneonly——\"Oh，totouchthee，Beloved！\"
InthatquietroomLyndalllayonthebedwiththedogatherfeet，andGregorysatinhisdarkcornerwatching。
Sheseldomslept，andthroughthoselong，longdaysshewouldliewatchingtheroundstreakofsunlightthatcamethroughtheknotintheshutter，orthemassivelion’spawonwhichthewardroberested。Whatthoughtswereinthoseeyes？Gregorywondered；hedarednotask。
SometimesDosswherehelayonherfeetwoulddreamthattheytwowereinthecart，tearingovertheveld，withtheblackhorsessnorting，andthewindintheirfaces；andhewouldstartupinhissleepandbarkaloud。
Thenawaking，hewouldlickhismistress’handalmostremorsefully，andslinkquietlydownintohisplace。
Gregorythoughtshehadnopain，shenevergroaned；onlysometimes，whenthelightwasnearher，hethoughthecouldseecontractionsaboutherlipsandeyebrows。
Hesleptonthesofaoutsideherdoor。
Onenighthethoughtheheardasound，and，openingitsoftly，helookedin。Shewascryingoutaloud，asifsheandherpainwerealoneintheworld。Thelightfellontheredquilt，andthelittlehandsthatwereclaspedoverthehead。Thewide—openeyeswerelookingup，andtheheavydropsfellslowlyfromthem。
\"Icannotbearanymore，notanymore，\"shesaidinadeepvoice。\"Oh，God，God！haveInotborneinsilence？HaveInotenduredtheselong，longmonths？Butnow，now，oh，God，Icannot！\"
Gregorykneltinthedoorwaylistening。
\"Idonotaskforwisdom，nothumanlove，notwork，notknowledge，notforallthingsIhavelongedfor，\"shecried；\"onlyalittlefreedomfrompain！
Onlyonelittlehourwithoutpain！ThenIwillsufferagain。\"
Shesatup，andbitthelittlehandGregoryloved。
Hecreptawaytothefrontdoor，andstoodlookingoutatthequietstarlight。Whenhecamebackshewaslyinginherusualposture，thequieteyeslookingatthelion’sclaw。Hecameclosetothebed。
\"Youhavemuchpaintonight？\"heaskedher。
\"No，notmuch。\"
\"CanIdoanythingforyou？\"
\"No，nothing。\"
Shestilldrewherlipstogether，andmotionedwithherfingerstowardthedogwholaysleepingatherfeet。Gregoryliftedhimandlaidhimatherside。ShemadeGregoryturnopenthebosomofhernightdress，thatthedogmightputhisblackmuzzlebetweenherbreasts。Shecrossedherarmsoverhim。Gregoryleftthemlyingtheretogether。
Nextday，whentheyaskedherhowshewas，sheanswered\"Better。\"
\"Someoneoughttotellher，\"saidthelandlady；\"wecan’tlethersoulgooutintoeternitynotknowing，especiallywhenIdon’tthinkitwasallrightaboutthechild。Yououghttogoandtellher，doctor。\"
So，thelittledoctor，edgedonandon，wentinatlast。Whenhecameoutoftheroomheshookhisfistinthelandlady’sface。
\"Thenexttimeyouhaveanydevil’sworktodo，doityourself，\"hesaid，andheshookhisfistinherfaceagain，andwentawayswearing。
WhenGregorywentintothebedroomheonlyfoundhermoved，herbodycurledup，anddrawnclosetothewall。Hedarednotdisturbher。Atlast，afteralongtime，sheturned。
\"Bringmefood，\"shesaid，\"Iwanttoeat。Twoeggs，andtoast，andmeat——
twolargeslicesoftoast，please。\"
Wondering，Gregorybroughtatraywithallthatshehadaskedfor。
\"Sitmeup，andputitclosetome，\"shesaid；\"Iamgoingtoeatitall。\"
Shetriedtodrawthethingsnearherwithherfingers，andre—arrangedtheplates。Shecutthetoastintolongstrips，brokeopenbotheggs，putatinymorselofbreadintoherownmouth，andfedthedogwithpiecesofmeatputintohisjawswithherfingers。
\"Isittwelveo’clockyet？\"shesaid；\"IthinkIdonotgenerallyeatsoearly。Putitaway，please，carefully——no，donottakeitaway——onlyonthetable。WhentheclockstrikestwelveIwilleatit。\"
Shelaydowntrembling。Afteralittlewhileshesaid：
\"Givememyclothes。\"
Helookedather。
\"Yes；Iamgoingtodresstomorrow。Ishouldgetupnow，butitisratherlate。Putthemonthatchair。Mycollarsareinthelittlebox，mybootsbehindthedoor。\"
Hereyesfollowedhimintentlyashecollectedthearticlesonebyone，andplacedthemonthechairasshedirected。
\"Putitnearer，\"shesaid，\"Icannotseeit；\"andshelaywatchingtheclothes，withherhandunderhercheek。
\"Nowopentheshutterwide，\"shesaid；\"Iamgoingtoread。\"
Theold，oldtonewasagaininthesweetvoice。Heobeyedher；andopenedtheshutter，andraisedherupamongthepillows。
\"Nowbringmybookstome，\"shesaid，motioningeagerlywithherfingers；
\"thelargebook，andthereviewsandtheplays——Iwantthemall。\"
Hepiledthemroundheronthebed；shedrewthemgreedilycloser，hereyesverybright，butherfaceaswhiteasamountainlily。
\"Nowthebigoneoffthedrawers。No，youneednothelpmetoholdmybook，\"shesaid；\"Icanholditformyself。\"
Gregorywentbacktohiscorner，andforalittletimetherestlessturningoverofleaveswastobeheard。
\"Willyouopenthewindow，\"shesaid，almostquerulously，\"andthrowthisbookout？Itissoutterlyfoolish。Ithoughtitwasavaluablebook；butthewordsaremerelystrungtogether，theymakenosense。Yes——so！\"shesaidwithapproval，seeinghimflingitoutintothestreet。\"ImusthavebeenveryfoolishwhenIthoughtthatbookgood。\"
Thensheturnedtoread，andleanedherlittleelbowsresolutelyonthegreatvolume，andknitherbrows。ThiswasShakespeare——itmustmeansomething。
\"Iwishyouwouldtakeahandkerchiefandtieittightroundmyhead，itachesso。\"
Hehadnotbeenlonginhisseatwhenhesawdropsfallfrombeneaththehandsthatshadedtheeyes，ontothepage。
\"Iamnotaccustomedtosomuchlight，itmakesmyheadswimalittle，\"shesaid。\"Gooutandclosetheshutter。\"
Whenhecameback，shelayshrivelledupamongthepillows。
Heheardnosoundofweeping，buttheshouldersshook。Hedarkenedtheroomcompletely。
WhenGregorywenttohissofathatnight，shetoldhimtowakeherearly；
shewouldbedressedbeforebreakfast。Nevertheless，whenmorningcame，shesaiditwasalittlecold，andlayalldaywatchingherclothesuponthechair。Stillshesentforheroxeninthecountry；theywouldstartonMondayandgodowntotheColony。
Intheafternoonshetoldhimtoopenthewindowwide，anddrawthebednearit。
Itwasaleadenafternoon，thedullrain—cloudsrestedclosetotheroofsofthehouses，andthelittlestreetwassilentanddeserted。Nowandthenagustofwindeddyingroundcaughtupthedriedleaves，whirledthemhitherandthitherunderthetrees，anddroppedthemagainintothegutter；
thenallwasquiet。Shelaylookingout。
Presentlythebellofthechurchbegantotoll，andupthevillagestreetcamealongprocession。Theywerecarryinganoldmantohislastresting—
place。Shefollowedthemwithhereyestilltheyturnedinamongthetreesatthegate。
\"Whowasthat？\"sheasked。
\"Anoldman，\"heanswered，\"averyoldman；theysayhewasninety—four；
buthisnameIdonotknow。\"