“I knew you would be here,” she said without surprise.
“I have not been before,” he answered.
“No,” she replied, “I knew that.”
There was a little silence.
“Will you come with me now?” he said.
“What, out on the Downs?” she asked, trying to see his face through the darkness.
“Well, we belong there, don’t we?” he said patiently.
“Then what has kept us apart, I wonder?” she said. She wondered genuinely; their union seemed so large and simple. “Yes, I will come,” she added then.
“I have tried not to come to you, Clare,” said Lovel. “The child is not mine, you know,” he went on.