Changing Winds

r. When Ninian approved of you he did not pat your back: he punched it so that your bones rattled and your flesh tingled. All his movements were large, splash

o himself how her small, shapely head could bear the weight of the long dark hair which fell about her shoulders in a

him 'Quinny.' At least, Gilbert does, so, of course we do too. And he's Irish, but he isn't a Catholic, and he says Irish peo

aid, smiling at him, and he took her hand and said he was very well and asked her how sh

and birds and ... and Nature ... and that sort of stuff. Show him the primroses and things, will you? I've got an awful hunger and I want to see the mater. Oh, Quinny, these are primroses, these yellow things, and Mary'll show

comfortable, and it seemed to him suddenly that Mary must think he was a frightful fool, maundering about primroses and wild violets and bluebel

and Henry was able to observe her more closely. He saw that she was wearing a short frock, reaching to her knees, a

on now, or would you like to gather some primroses. There are lots in this lane, or if you like to walk up to the copse,

r to go to the copse, and s

have high hedges in Ireland. In lots of place

t hearing something moving inside ... birds and mice and things. Of course, it's very stuffy in the lanes in summer because the hedges are so high and the leaves are so thick and the air can't get

awf'lly nice and his wife's going to have a baby. He told me so, and they hope it'll be a boy because Jim Rattenbury-that's Tom Yeo's mate in the boat ... his wife had a daug

it?" sa

ped her hands together. "I know," she said. "We won't pluck primroses now. We'll go home and simply swallow our tea like lightning, and then we'll tear down to the beach and see them landing the fish. Come on, let's run!" She started off and then suddenly c

g pleasantly, and he

d, pointing to the trees on he

ouse, made of stone, taken from the Roman quarry a mile or two away on the road to Franscombe. The first Graham to own it received it and the lands adjacent to it from Henry the Second, and ever since t

open the gate that led through a fine stone arch. She held the gate ope

have tea at once because the trawlers are just coming home and we want to see them being beached and

rned to greet Henry who had become awkward again. "How do

e would rather like to go to his room.... A maid had followed him into the room, and Mrs. Graham asked her to show Mr. Quinn to his room, and, flushing deeper still, he turned to go with her. As he le

him 'Henry,' my dea