DICK. I'm not going to stay and worry you. You ought to rest. Only, Joy! Look here! If you want me to do anything for you, any time——
JOY. [Half opening her eyes.] Only to go away.
[DICK bites his lips and walks away.]
Dick—[softly]—Dick!
[DICK stops.]
I didn't mean that; will you get me some water-irises for this evening?
DICK. Won't I? [He goes to the hollow tree and from its darkness takes a bucket and a boat-hook.] I know where there are some rippers!
[JOY stays unmoving with her eyes half closed.]
Are you sure you 're all right. Joy? You 'll just rest here in the shade, won't you, till I come back?—it 'll do you no end of good. I shan't be twenty minutes.
[He goes, but cannot help returning softly, to make sure.]