The Story of a Man and a Girl

His passions hibernated. He never thought to acclimatize them. This was not home for them. There was a child, born to the girl in Niasseland some months after he had gone. Two years later there was a letter from his uncle, saying that the child had died. For his wife, well, next time he went back, he would make another child. What else could he do? Mrs. Morgan sent the child toys at Christmas and wondered that gradwell did not at least have a photograph of the boy. The truth was that he was listening, listening to himself, listening for something to sound, some note from within.