"True."
They waited lying on the rough ground. Myrrha hummed a tune. Christophe took it up for a few phrases. But he stopped every now and then to listen.
"I think I can hear them."
Myrrha went on singing.
"Do stop for a moment."
Myrrha stopped.
"No. It is nothing."
She went on with her song.
Christophe could not stay still.
"Perhaps they have lost their way."