"It was impossible to stay there; there was only one room in the hut."
"Wasn't it always like that?" she asked as though trying to recall something.
"No, not always. Can't you remember?"
"Remember—what?"
"Where you came from when you came to the hut."
She laughed.
"How funny you are. You know I always lived there."
"With me, and Jim, and Bill?" he asked.
She seemed puzzled.
"It must have been so, and yet—" she put her hand to her head.