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"
You
are
not
frightened
?
"
I
asked
,
as
I
stepped
to
open
the
door
for
her
.
Her
eyes
looked
bravely
into
mine
.
"
And
you
feel
well
?
perfectly
well
?
"
"
Never
better
,
"
was
her
answer
.
We
talked
a
little
longer
before
she
went
.
"
Good-night
,
Maud
,
"
I
said
.
"
Good-night
,
Humphrey
,
"
she
said
.
This
use
of
our
given
names
had
come
about
quite
as
a
matter
of
course
,
and
was
as
unpremeditated
as
it
was
natural
.
In
that
moment
I
could
have
put
my
arms
around
her
and
drawn
her
to
me
.
I
should
certainly
have
done
so
out
in
that
world
to
which
we
belonged
.
As
it
was
,
the
situation
stopped
there
in
the
only
way
it
could
;
but
I
was
left
alone
in
my
little
hut
,
glowing
warmly
through
and
through
with
a
pleasant
satisfaction
;
and
I
knew
that
a
tie
,
or
a
tacit
something
,
existed
between
us
which
had
not
existed
before
.
I
awoke
,
oppressed
by
a
mysterious
sensation
.
There
seemed
something
missing
in
my
environment
.
But
the
mystery
and
oppressiveness
vanished
after
the
first
few
seconds
of
waking
,
when
I
identified
the
missing
something
as
the
wind
.
I
had
fallen
asleep
in
that
state
of
nerve
tension
with
which
one
meets
the
continuous
shock
of
sound
or
movement
,
and
I
had
awakened
,
still
tense
,
bracing
myself
to
meet
the
pressure
of
something
which
no
longer
bore
upon
me
.
It
was
the
first
night
I
had
spent
under
cover
in
several
months
,
and
I
lay
luxuriously
for
some
minutes
under
my
blankets
(
for
once
not
wet
with
fog
or
spray
)
,
analysing
,
first
,
the
effect
produced
upon
me
by
the
cessation
of
the
wind
,
and
next
,
the
joy
which
was
mine
from
resting
on
the
mattress
made
by
Maud
's
hands
.
When
I
had
dressed
and
opened
the
door
,
I
heard
the
waves
still
lapping
on
the
beach
,
garrulously
attesting
the
fury
of
the
night
.
It
was
a
clear
day
,
and
the
sun
was
shining
.
I
had
slept
late
,
and
I
stepped
outside
with
sudden
energy
,
bent
upon
making
up
lost
time
as
befitted
a
dweller
on
Endeavour
Island
.
