it?’ she cried, hugging near to him on the top of the tramcar, so that the other passengers stared at them.

‘And we will wander about on the face of the earth,’ he said, ‘and we’ll look at the world beyond just this bit.’

There was a long silence. Her face was radiant like gold, as she sat thinking.

‘I don’t want to inherit the earth,’ she said. ‘I don’t want to inherit anything.’

He closed his hand over hers.

‘Neither do I. I want to be disinherited.’

She clasped his fingers closely.

‘We won’t care about ANYTHING,’ she said.