"You must lie in another chamber for a week or two, and forget it."
"I cannot do that," she said. "My father would know of it." And she spoke so courageously that I was reassured.
"Well; you must cry out if it comes again. You can have your maid to sleep with you."
"I might do that," she said; and then—
"Cousin Roger; doth God permit these things to provide us against some danger?"
"It may be so," I said, to quiet her; "but be sure that no harm can come of it."
At that we heard her father calling her; and she stood up.
"I have told you as a secret, Cousin Roger; there must be no word to my father."
I pledged myself to that; for I could see what a spirit she had; and we said no more about it then.
As the day passed on, the sky grew heavy—or rather the air; for the sky was still blue overhead; only on the horizon to the south the clouds that are called cumuli began to gather. The air was so hot too that I could scarcely bear to work, for I had set myself to take some plant-cuttings in a little glass-house that was in the garden against the south wall; and by noon the sky was overcast.