At the back of the house, on a
bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. ‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. Sheppard. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at
his own gate. "Ninny! What did we know about Father, except when he was around the house?
But where is the girl? She said something about having tea with us. He returned her impressive greeting almost mechanically. “We have to be—
modern. He has
helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. You go cheer him up. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it
seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. The imbecile. How long has Miss Charvill been in England?’
‘Not long, sir. You ignore me! That’s not a good way to treat
your only friend.
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