The immense relief, after hearing the news about Evans, was equalled only by a longing for Mark, greater than she had ever known.She felt ashamed of herself for ever suspecting that Nurse Edmonds had been visiting Mark’s room and realized how perfectly everything she knew and thought about Bill Evans fitted in with Tony Spring’s story.Nobody else was on the hard concrete roof, which burned Diana’s feet if she took off her sandals. The breeze almost drowned the roar of the traffic far below. She could see for miles—villages, towns and fields, all burning in the mid-day sun.Diana began to hum the tune of Manhattan, they had danced to. All the time she was getting hotter and could feel the sun burning her fair skin.“He’ll be looking so brown when he comes back, he must find me brown, too,” she thought.Then tears filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Her whole body yearned for Mark to be with her in that glorious sunshine. He was returning from France that day; she didn’t know what time.
