The sun has not set, my child."
"I thought it had gone, it seemed so dark."
"You have been asleep, Judith. You have come out of the dark."
"No, I have come out into the darkness--into the world."
"You will see better when you are quite awake."
"I wish I could see the river, father. Will you go and look?"
Then there was a silence. "Well?" she asked.
"It is beautiful," he said, "and the sun is still bright."
"You see as far as Indian Island?"
"I can see the white comb of the reef beyond it, my dear."
"And no one--is coming?"
"There are men making for the shore, and the fires are burning, but no
one is--coming this way. . . . He would come by the road, perhaps."
"Oh no, by the river. Pierre has not found him. Can you see the Eddy?"
"Yes. It is all quiet there; nothing but the logs tossing round it."
"We used to sit there--he and I--by the big cedar tree. Everything was
so cool and sweet. There was only the sound of the force-pump and the
swallowing of the Eddy.
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