Long ago that had been Dion’s thought in Elis. And long ago Rosamund had broken the silence within that room by the words:
“I’m trying to learn something here, how to bring him up if he ever comes.”
And now God had given them a child, and God had taken him from them. Robin had gone from all that was not intended, but that, for some inscrutable reason, had come to be. Robin was in the released world.
As the twilight began to fall another twilight came back flooding with its green dimness the memories of them both. And at last Rosamund spoke.
“Dion!”
“Yes.”
“Come a little nearer to me.”
He came close to her and stood beside her.
“Do you remember something you said to me here? It was in the twilight——”
She paused. Tears had come into her eyes and her voice had trembled.