"Dunna ask them things," he said.
"But you do believe I love you?" she said.
"Tha loved me just now, wider than iver tha thout tha would. But who knows what'll 'appen, once tha starts thinkin' about it!"
"No, don't say those things!—And you don't really think that I wanted to make use of you, do you?"
"How?"
"To have a child—?"
"Now anybody can 'ave any childt i' th'world," he said, as he sat down fastening on his leggings.
"Ah no!" she cried. "You don't mean it?"
"Eh well!" he said, looking at her under his brows. "This wor t' best."
She lay still. He softly opened the door. The sky was dark blue, with crystalline, turquoise rim. He went out, to shut up the hens, speaking softly to his dog. And she lay and wondered at the wonder of life, and of being.