gone down. It was finished for her too, she was wrecked in the darkness. Yet the unfailing mechanism of her will worked on, she had that activity.

‘Shall we bathe this morning?’ she said, suddenly looking at them all.

‘Splendid,’ said Joshua. ‘It is a perfect morning.’

‘Oh, it is beautiful,’ said Fraulein.

‘Yes, let us bathe,’ said the Italian woman.

‘We have no bathing suits,’ said Gerald.

‘Have mine,’ said Alexander. ‘I must go to church and read the lessons. They expect me.’

‘Are you a Christian?’ asked the Italian Countess, with sudden interest.