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ed　often　in

the　midst　of　her　transit；　as　if　to　recollect　something；　or　to

discover　something。

And　his　face　became　sombre；　intent；　he　did　not　really　hear

what　was　said　to　him。

One　evening　in　August　he　came　when　it　was　raining。　He　came　in

with　his　jacket　collar　turned　up；　his　jacket　buttoned　close；　his

face　wet。　And　he　looked　so　slim　and　definite；　ing　out　of　the

chill　rain；　she　was　suddenly　blinded　with　love　for　him。　Yet　he

sat　and　talked　with　her　father　and　mother；　meaninglessly；　whilst

her　blood　seethed　to　anguish　in　her。　She　wanted　to　touch　him

now；　only　to　touch　him。

There　was　the　queer；　abstract　look　on　her　silvery　radiant

face　that　maddened　her　father；　her　dark　eyes　were　hidden。　But

she　raised　them　to　the　youth。　And　they　were　dark　with　a　flare

that　made　him　quail　for　a　moment。

She　went　into　the　second　kitchen　and　took　a　lantern。　Her

father　watched　her　as　she　returned。

〃e　with　me；　Will；〃　she　said　to　her　cousin。　〃I　want　to　see

if　I　put　the　brick　over　where　that　rat　es　in。〃

〃You've　no　need　to　do　that；〃　retorted　her　father。　She　took　no

notice。　The　youth　was　between　the　two　wills。　The　colour　mounted

into　the　father's　face；　his　blue　eyes　stared。　The　girl　stood

near　the　door；　her　head　held　slightly　back；　like　an　indication

that　the　youth　must　e。　He　rose；　in　his　silent；　intent　way；

and　was　gone　with　her。　The　blood　swelled　in　Brangwen's　forehead

veins。

It　was　raining。　The　light　of　the　lantern　flashed　on　the

cobbled　path　and　the　bottom　of　the　wall。　She　came　to　a　small

ladder；　and　climbed　up。　He　reached　her　the　lantern；　and

followed。　Up　there　in　the　fowl…loft；　the　birds