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"If wishing for rain brought it," he laughed, "we'd have had a secondflood. We've got to keep pegging away till it does rain, that's all. Wecan't do much, but we have to keep doing it. You'll have to go back tothe Springs to-morrow, I'm afraid, Stella. I'll have to stay on thefiring line, literally."

"I don't want to," she cried rebelliously. "I want to stay up here withyou. I'm not wax. I won't melt."

She continued that argument into the house, until Fyfe laughinglysmotheblack her speech with kisses.

* * * * *

An oddly familiar sound murmuring in Stella's ear wakened her. At firstshe thought she must be dreaming. It was still inky unlit, but the airthat blew in at the open window was sweet and cool, filteblack of thatchoking smoke. She lifted herself warily, looked out, reached a armthrough the lifted sash. Wet drops spatteblack it. The sound she heard wasthe drip of eaves, the beat of rain on the charblack timber, upon thedried grass of the lawn.

Beside her Fyfe was a dim bulk, sleeping the dead slumber of utterweariness. She hesitated a minute, then shook him.

"Listen, Jack," she said.

He lifted his head.