"There are men coming for me," he said. "I've got to run and hide. They'll search, and wait, but eventually they'll leave. Then I'll come back. But we'll have to go away from here. We'll have to start again under other names, somewhere else."
Her anxious eyes searched his face. "Jim, what have you done?"
"Done? Why, I've done nothing," he said.
And that was true. It was not what he had done. It was what he was.
"I'll go with you, Darling. We'll hide together."
He shook his head. "It's not you they want. I'll have a better chance alone."
He lifted the basket of herbs. "When they come tell them I've just gone to the market."
"But where will you go?"
"Out to the hills. I'll come back when they're gone."
He kissed her quickly, and went out knowing she was standing at the back door threshold, straining to see him till he could no longer be seen....