Do you understand ?" He nodded.
"That's right." She stepped to the cupboard, produced the tea and a box of matches; then, stooping down, rekindled the fire with the help of some sticks which she found in the oven, and put the kettle on the flame.
This done, she sought and found the tea-things.
"Milk ?" she asked.
He nodded towards a blue jug on the mantel-shelf.
"Milk on the mantel-shelf! That's like a man." But at this point the kettle began to boil.

She filled the tea-pot, and replaced the kettle on the hob.

As she turned, she was aware of a clearer look in Mr.Fogo's eyes.

She smiled and nodded.
"You are better." "Much.

I can remember it all, after a fashion.