hot breakfast and a short nap. she had stayed up late the night before and considered it wise to get some rest before taking on a journey that might last the whole afternoon.
at the hottest point in the day the woman, all sweaty from her own travels through land and lane, found the traveler seated quite peacefully in the shade beneath a great oak. the day was in fact beautiful but the woman believed it horrid since she had to walk in the hot sun for hours.
‘and where are these things now?’ the traveler said, looking over the woman who only had her bare hands to show him.
the woman, hot 