is wearing a sweater of some light colour (the photo is black and
white) and a white skirt, smooth around the upper part of her buttocks
and pleated below, which barely reaches to her knees.
The light catches the backs of her strong
shapely legs and her bare feet, the left leg and foot half hidden
by the right. Her heels are slightly higher than her toes, though
she is not standing on tiptoe, her body seems far too relaxed for
Beneath her feet, more leaves. Yet she does not appear to be standing
on a bed of leaves. In fact, now he looks more closely he sees that
there is a clear gap between her feet and the floor of the forest.
She must, he suddenly realises, be hanging from a branch of the
large tree, that is the only explanation, although the cord from
which she hangs is lost in the leaves and branches, and her abundant
hair, which falls to her shoulders, hides the noose around her neck.
Now he understands what it is he is
seeing he can sense how her body would move, turning a little this
way and that in the breeze, were there a breeze in this silent,