“Why? I don’t understand. But I think that you are running away.”
“That is true, but I cannot tell you why. If I did you might make me go back.”
“And would that be so terrible?” Kelvin enquired. “After all you will have to go back at some time.”
“Perhaps,” Vasila said after a pause, “but not just at the moment.”
Kelvin was now intrigued.
He was aware, however, that if he said too much he might make her more frightened than she was already.
She would then run away from him.
She was just so young and obviously so completely innocent of the world.
She had no idea how harmful it could be to her if she wandered about alone without any protection.
Kelvin sat back in his chair.
“Well, if you will not tell me what is worrying you and, of course, that is your business and not mine, w
