I was resting in the afternoon. They had drawn the curtains and
put me to sleep, but I was not asleep. I heard the front door
bell, and heard the door open, but I did not know it was Hugo,
and they sent him away.
They did not know him, of course, they did not know who he was;
and they told him I was resting and could not be disturbed; it
was too soon too to see visitors, the nurse said, he must come
again in a few days.
And Hugo went away.
‘Tell her that I came,’ he said. ‘Give her my love.’
He did not come again in a few days, for he was down at Yearsly
all that week and half the next, and then he was sent for to
go back to France; his leave was cut short by four days, and
he could not come again.