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after she had stared for a while she realized that if she did not go out she would have to stay in and do nothing----and so she went out. She did not know that this was the best thing she could have done, and she did not know that, when she began to walk quickly or even run along the paths and down the avenue, she was stirring her blood and making herself stronger by fighting with the wind which swept down from the moor. She ran only to make herself warm, and she hated the wind which rushed at her face and roared and held her back as if it were some giant she could not see. But the big breaths of rough fresh air blown over the heather filled her lungs with something wihtch was good for her whole thin body and whipped some red color into her cheeks and brightened her dull eyes when she did not know anything about it.