Gavin fell asleep and could not help laughing. I asked him in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"
Gavin opened his eyes and said, "I'm fascinated by your beauty."
I felt a little ashamed, and said, "You are mad." Then I tried to get up, but Gavin pushed me down.
Gavin was very unreasonable, and said. "Stay with me a while longer. I am not busy to-day. Have a good rest."
This was true of himself as well as of me. He quickly fell asleep again, and I wondered if he had been talking in his sleep.
Gavin's arms were firm and warm, but he also felt sick. I disentangled myself from his arm, got up, and went out to see. Suddenly Gavin woke up and asked, "Where are you going?"
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, I said. "I am hungry. I want to go to the kitchen and see if there is anythi
