Theywent。Itwascoldandratherdismal。Shewaitedforhim，tobewarmandtenderwithher，insteadofwhichheseemedhardly，awareofher。Hesatintherailway-carriage，lookingout，andwas，startledwhenshespoketohim。Hewasnotdefinitelythinking。
Thingsseemedasiftheydidnotexist。Shewentacrosstohim。
“Whatisitdear？”sheasked。
“Nothing！”hesaid。”Don’tthosewindmillsailslookmonotonous？”
Hesatholdingherhand。Hecouldnottalknorthink。