Lucy met me at the station, and it was wonderful to see her again. She was full of life and talked happily of her plans ‘Oh, Mina,’ she said to me. ‘I am really happy. I love Arthur very much.’
But some times it was hard for me, because when Lucy talked of Arthur, I thought of Jonathan again.
The weather was good and Lucy and I walked a lot, sometimes by the sea, but we often went up to the old church on the hill.