The last words came to me as if in a dream, and I did not answer.
“Well, why don't you answer?”
“Yes ... in the barn? Yes.”
“Were you? And was it quite all right?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, well, then ... yes—yes. We shall be going back sometime to-day.”
She turned and walked away, her face all in one great flush....
Harald came and asked me to make a kite.
“A kite?” I answered all confusedly. “Ay, I'll make you a kite, a huge one, that'll go right up to the clouds. That I will.”