Pan

looked then. Earth and sea began to smell a little; there was a sweetish, rotting smell from the dead leaves in the wood, and the magpies flew with twigs in their beaks, bui

ds; there was life and commotion all of a sudden out on the biggest of the islands, wh

o. Now and again someone would pass. I saw Eva, the black

you going

in her hand to carry the wood, and her white kerchief on

I saw no on

sitting in the tree-tops staring at the sun and crying; sometimes I would get up as early as

finger to any work at all, for a glad, mysterious restlessness that was in and out of my heart all the while. Then suddenly ?sop sprang up, stood and stiffened, and gave a short bark. Someo

d forward, and gave me her hand in her simple girlish w

ong bench. We talked, chatted away at ease; I told them things, such as what kinds of animals there were in the

tching sight of my powder-horn, with a figure of Pan

"what do you live on when it

mostly. But there's al

said. "There was an Englishman here last year-he h

eart like a little fleeting welcome. It must have been the spring, and the brig

had hung up skins of several sorts on the walls, and birds' wings; it loo

t of it, and would have roasted a bird for them, just for amusement-let

ooked t

aloud to himself. He was a Roman Catholic, and always carried a little p

shman then?" a

rishm

e was a Roma

, and stammered

erhaps he was

I felt sorry for her, and tried to

was an Englishman. Irishmen don

one day and see the

the other nets. How hard it seemed to do any work at all to-day! Thoughts that had nothing to do with the business in hand kept coming and going; it occurred to me that I had done wrong in letting Edwarda sit on the bed all the time, instead of offering her a seat on the bench. I saw b

something. Then it struck me that I might run after Edwarda and ask her for a little silk thread to mend my net with. It would not be any pretence-I could take down the net and show her where the meshes were spo

as I entered the hut again; it seem