"Child of my heart, I am dancing, I felt so happy that I thought I must dance."
However, they now had to get over a little fence, and she slipped her hand into his. After surmounting this obstacle, they went along a lane hedged in on each side by luxuriant ivy and brambles. Nela held the branches back that they might not scratch her companion's face, and at last, after going down-hill for a considerable time, they went up a slope shaded by chestnut and walnut trees. When they had reached the top Pablo said:
"If you do not mind we will sit down here. I hear some people going past."
"They are the people returning from the market at Homedes. To-day is Wednesday. The high-road runs just below and we can rest here before going on."
"It is the best thing we can do. Choto, come here."
The trio seated themselves.
"The place is full of flowers," said Nela. "What beauties!"
"Pick me some. Though I cannot see them, I like to hold them in my hand. I fancy I can hear them."
"Here are some lovely ones."
"As I hold them in my hand I fancy that they make me feel and understand—I cannot tell you how—that they are pretty and gay. There is something inside me, that they seem to belong to, and that answers to them. Do you know, Nela, I fancy that I can really see, inside, as it were."