Behind the house the greensward slopes to a wheat-field that is like a wall of gold.
This had just happened while she was lying on the greensward gazing up into the sky.
Lorenzi and the Marchesa were strolling in the dusk across the greensward.
She nodded a farewell, and moved briskly across the greensward to the house.
Meanwhile upon the greensward the maidservant was laying ...