You and I!" She stopped and
confronted me.
"You don't say a word except to answer!"
"No," I said.
"Last time you did all the talking."
"Like a fool. Now--"
We looked at each other's two dim faces. "You're glad to be here?"
"I'm glad--I'm beginning to be--it's more than glad."
She put her hands on my shoulders and drew me down to kiss her.
"Ah!" she said, and for a moment or so we just clung to one another.
"That's all," she said, releasing herself. "What bundles of clothes we
are to-night. I felt we should kiss some day again. Always. The last
time was ages ago."
"Among the fern stalks."
"Among the bracken. You remember. And your lips were cold. Were mine?
The same lips--after so long--after so much!... And now let's trudge
through this blotted-out world together for a time. Yes, let me take
your arm. Just trudge. See? Hold tight to me because I know the way--and
don't talk--don't talk. Unless you want to talk.... Let me tell you
things! You see, dear, the whole world is blotted out--it's dead and
gone, and we're in this place.
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