And certainly her attitude now was one of utter languor, and she had perforce to grasp the stem of a bush with one hand to support herself. Yet while the blood was gone from her face, there had formed in the hollows where her eyes had been two lakes of blue. "See how he is sleeping!" she murmured. And, true enough, the child was sound asleep, though to my eyes he looked much as any other baby might have done, save that the couch of autumn leaves on which he was ensconced consisted of leaves of a kind which could not have been discovered in the faraway forests of Orlov. "Now, do you yourself lie down awhile," was my advice. "Oh, no," she replied with a shake of her head on its sinuous neck; "for I must be collecting my things before I move on towards--" "Towards Otchenchiri" "Yes. By now my folk will have gone many a verst in that direction." "And can you walk so far?" "The Holy Mother will help me." Yes, she was to journey in the company of the Mother of God. So no more on the point required to be said. Glancing again at the tiny, inchoate face under the bushes, her eyes diffused rays of warm and kindly light as, licking her lips, she, with a slow movement, smoothed the breast of the little one. Then I arranged sticks for a fire, and also adjusted stones to support the kettle. "Soon I will have tea ready for you," I remarked. "And thankful indeed I shall be," she responded, "for my breasts are dried up." "Why have your companions deserted you?" I said next. "They have not deserted me. It was I that left them of my own accord. How could I have exposed myself in their presence?" And with a glance at me she raised a hand to her face as, spitting a gout of blood, she smiled a sort of bashful smile. "This is your first child, I take it?" "It is.... And who are you?" "A man." "Yes, a man, of course; but, are you a MARRIED man?" "No, I have never been able to marry." "That cannot be true." "Why not?" With lowered eyes she sat awhile in thought. "Because, if so, how do you come to know so much about women's affairs?" This time I DID lie, for I replied: "Because they have been my study. In fact, I am a medical student." "Ah! Our priest's son also was a student, but a student for the Church." "Very well. Then you know what I am. Now I will go and fetch some water." Upon this she inclined her head towards her little son and listened for a moment to his breathing. Then she said with a glance towards the sea: "I too should like to have a wash, but I do not know what the water is like. What is it? Brackish or salt?" "No; quite good water--fit for you to wash in." "Is it really?" "Yes, really. Moreover, it is warmer than the water of the streams hereabouts, which is as cold as ice." "Ah! Well, you know best."