I DID put my foot in it! She'll never speak to me again. And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and wilful as a bird's heart? * * Towards dawn he awoke. He heard the voice of the prefect of the chapel saying the last prayers. Stephen made a vague gesture of denial.