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〃That's all very well; but you want something more than that。  Why

don't you take up woodcarving?〃



〃Wood…carving?〃



〃The moment I get fagged with office papers and that sort of thing I

take up my wood…carving; good as a game of hockey。〃



〃I have n't the enthusiasm。〃



The eyebrows of the stained…glass man twitched; he twisted his

moustache。



〃You 'll find not having a hobby does n't pay;〃 he said; 〃you 'll get

old; then where 'll you be?〃



It came as a surprise that he should use the words 〃it does n't pay;〃

for he had a kind of partially enamelled look; like that modern

jewellery which really seems unconscious of its market value。



〃You've given up the Bar?  Don't you get awfully bored having nothing

to do?〃 pursued the stained…glass man; stopping before an ancient

sundial。



Shelton felt a delicacy; as a man naturally would; in explaining that

being in love was in itself enough to do。  To do nothing is unworthy

of a man!  But he had never felt as yet the want of any occupation。

His silence in no way disconcerted his acquaintance。



〃That's a nice old article of virtue;〃 he said; pointing with his

chin; and; walking round the sundial; he made its acquaintance from

the other side。  Its grey profile cast a thin and shortening shadow

on the turf; tongues of moss were licking at its sides; the daisies

clustered thick around its base; it had acquired a look of growing

from the soil。  〃I should like to get hold of that;〃 the stained…

glass man remarked; 〃I don't know when I 've seen a better specimen;〃

and he walked round it once again。



His eyebrows were still ironically arched; but below them his eyes

were almost calculating; and below them; again; his mouth had opened

just a little。  A person with a keener eye would have said his face

looked greedy; and even Shelton was surprised; as though he had read

in the Spectator a confession of commercialism。



〃You could n't uproot a thing like that;〃 he said; 〃it would lose all

its charm。〃



His companion turned impatiently; and his countenance looked

wonderfully genuine。



〃Couldn't I?〃 he said。  〃By Jove!  I thought so。  1690!  The best

period。〃  He ran his forger round the sundial's edge。  〃Splendid

line…clean as the day they made it。  You don't seem to care much

about that sort of thing〃; and once again; as though accustomed to

the indifference of Vandals; his face regained its mask。



They strolled on towards the kitchen gardens; Shelton still busy

searching every patch of shade。  He wanted to say 〃Can't stop;〃 and

hurry off; but there was about the stained…glass man a something

that; while stinging Shelton's feelings; made the showing of them

quite impossible。  〃Feelings!〃  that person seemed to say; 〃all very

well; but you want more than that。  Why not take up wood…carving?

 。   。  。  。  Feelings!  I was born in England; and have been at

Cambridge。〃



〃Are you staying long?〃 he asked Shelton。  〃I go on to Halidome's

to…morrow; suppose I sha'n't see you there?  Good; chap; old

Halidome!  Collection of etchings very fine!〃



〃No; I 'm staying on;〃 said Shelton。



〃Ah!〃  said the stained…glass man; 〃charming people; the Dennants!〃



Shelton; reddening slowly; turned his head away; he picked a

gooseberry; and muttered; 〃Yes。〃



〃The eldest girl especially; no nonsense about her。  I thought she

was a particularly nice girl。〃



Shelton heard this praise of Antonia with an odd sensation; it gave

him the reverse of pleasure; as though the words had cast new light

upon her。  He grunted hastily;



〃I suppose you know that we 're engaged?〃



〃Really!〃  said the stained…glass man; and again his bright; clear;

iron…committal glance swept over Shelton〃really!  I didn't know。

Congratulate you!〃



It was as if he said: 〃You're a man of taste; I should say she would

go well in almost any drawing…room!〃



〃Thanks;〃 said Shelton; 〃there she' is。  If you'll excuse me; I want

to speak to her。〃









CHAPTER XXIV



PARADISE



Antonia; in a sunny angle of the old brick wall; amid the pinks and

poppies and cornflowers; was humming to herself。  Shelton saw the

stained…glass man pass out of sight; then; unobserved; he watched her

smelling at the flowers; caressing her face with each in turn;

casting away spoiled blossoms; and all the time humming that soft

tune。



In two months; or three; all barriers between himself and this

inscrutable young Eve would break; she would be a part of him; and he

a part of her; he would know all her thoughts; and she all his;

together they would be as one; and all would think of them; and talk

of them; as one; and this would come about by standing half an hour

together in a church; by the passing of a ring; and the signing of

their names。



The sun was burnishing her hairshe wore no hat flushing her cheeks;

sweetening and making sensuous her limbs; it had warmed her through

and through; so that; like the flowers and bees; the sunlight and the

air; she was all motion; light; and colour。



She turned and saw Shelton standing there。



〃Oh; Dick!〃  she said: 〃Lend me your hand…kerchief to put these

flowers in; there 's a good boy!〃



Her candid eyes; blue as the flowers in her hands; were clear and

cool as ice; but in her smile was all the warm profusion of that

corner; the sweetness had soaked into her; and was welling forth

again。  The sight of those sun…warmed cheeks; and fingers twining

round the flower…stalks; her pearly teeth; and hair all fragrant;

stole the reason out of Shelton。  He stood before her; weak about the

knees。



〃Found you at last!〃  he said。



Curving back her neck; she cried out; 〃Catch!〃  and with a sweep of

both her hands flung the flowers into Shelton's arms。



Under the rain of flowers; all warm and odorous; he dropped down on

his knees; and put them one by one together; smelling at the pinks;

to hide the violence of his feelings。  Antonia went on picking

flowers; and every time her hand was full she dropped them on his

hat; his shoulder; or his arms; and went on plucking more; she

smiled; and on her lips a little devil danced; that seemed to know

what he was suffering。  And Shelton felt that she did know。



〃Are you tired?〃 she asked; 〃there are heaps more wanted。  These are

the bedroom…flowersfourteen lots。  I can't think how people can

live without flowers; can you?〃 and close above his head she buried

her face in pinks。



He kept his eyes on the plucked flowers before him on the grass; and

forced himself to answer;



〃I think I can hold out。〃



〃Poor old Dick!〃  She had stepped back。  The sun lit the clear…cut

profile of her cheek; and poured its gold over the bosom of her

blouse。  〃Poor old Dick!  Awfully hard luck; is n't it?〃  Burdened

with mignonette; she came so close again that now she touched his

shoulder; but Shelton did not look; breathless; with wildly beating

heart; he went on sorting out the flowers。  The seeds of mignonette

rained on his neck; and as she let the blossoms fall; their perfume

fanned his face。  〃You need n't sort them out!〃 she said。



Was she enticing him?  He stole a look; but she was gone again;

swaying and sniffing at the flowers。



〃I suppose I'm only hindering you;〃 he growled; 〃I 'd better go。〃



She laughed。



〃I like to see you on your knees; you look so funny!〃  and as she

spoke she flung a clove carnation at him。  〃Does n't it smell good?〃



〃Too good Oh; Antonia!  why are you doing this?〃



〃 Why am I doing what?〃



〃Don't you know what you are doing?〃



〃Why; picking flowers!〃  and once more she was back; bending and

sniffing at the blossoms。



〃That's enough。〃



〃Oh no;〃 she called; 〃it's not not nearly。



〃Keep on putting them together; if you love me。〃



〃You know I love you;〃 answered Shelton; in a smothered voice。



Antonia gazed at him across her shoulder; puzzled and inquiring

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