It is a freezing cold night in January 1945. The War is nearly over. Sarah is in the mood for love. She enters the village hall where she meets an American airman. He asks if she can dance the jitterbug. Sarah has been practising all day. They leave the hall. He walks her home. She asks if he would like to stay the night. The surprise builds up in Sarah like a white rabbit about to burst out of a magician’s hat.