To Let

ot be answered, all that had been told Jon was: "Th

ad been told Fleur was: "We've

et therefore in a manner which for unpreparedness left n

le brother; Fleur's a

o understand dimly from the quickest imaginable little movement of her head that he never HAD seen her. He bowed therefore over her hand in an intoxicated manner, and became more silent than the grave. He knew better than to speak.

eyes and passably dark hair, and changed its position, but never its shape. The knowledge that between him and that object there was already a secret understanding (however impossible to understand) thrilled him so that he waited feverishly, and began to copy out his poem-which of course he would never dare to show her-till the sound of horses' hoofs roused him, and, leaning from his window, he saw her

the ride he might have had with her. A week-end was but a week-end, and he had missed three

ssible to keep his eyes fixed on her in the only natural way; in sum, impossible to treat normally one with whom in fancy he had already been over the hills and far away; conscious, too, all the time, that he must seem to her, to a

tly her eyes, very wide and eager, seeming to say: "Oh! for goodness' sake!" obliged him to look at Val; whe

rmer," he heard Holly sa

comic lift of her eyebrow just like th

hought of her own, and Jon was really free to look at her at last. She had on a white frock, very simple and well made; her arms were bare, and her hair had a white rose in it. In just that swift moment of free vision, after

say they had met? He remembered suddenly his mother's face; puzzled, hurt-looking, when she answered: "Yes, they're rela

(always the first consideration with Val) he could have the young chestnut, saddle and unsaddle it himself, and generally look afte

he's keen. Of course, her father doesn't know

" He stopped, so hating the word old. His

, the one who died in the Boer War. We had a fight in New College Gardens.

m towards historical research, when his si

rose, his heart pushing him to

Moonlight was frosting the dew, and an old sun-dial threw a long shadow. Two box hedges at ri

like a ghost. All was lovely and foamlike above her, and there was a scent of old trunks, and of

?" she cried, a

the

ff a blossom, and, twirli

I can cal

d think

know there's a feud

ered: "Fe

t. Shall we get up early to-morrow morning and go for a walk before b

ed a raptu

n. I think your m

rvently: "Y

t on Fleur, "when it's exciting.

Not Eur

ike to look at ONE picture, for instance, and then run off. I can't bear a lot of things together

n's. "Of all things in the world, don't you thin

ddily that of all things in the world caution was the

fully silent, Jon. Still I like silence when it's swift." She let

Jon, inten

he ran like a ghost among the trees. Jon followed, with love in his heart, Spring in his heart, and ove

l in there," she sai

ing against hope that she

re good-night, which made him

less garment, with the white flower still in her hair, she looked li

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in London under the Vospovitch 'Juno.' And now he's sleeping in the next room and the moonlight's on the blossom; and to-morrow morning, before anybody's awake, we're going to walk off into Down fairyland. There's a feud between our families, which makes it really exciting. Yes! and I may have to use subterfuge and come on you for invitations-if so, you'll know why! My father doesn't want us to know eac

n I really want a thing I get it. One of the chief effects of love is that you see the air sort of inhabited, like seeing a face in the moon; and you feel-you feel dancey and soft at the same time, with a funny sensation-like a continual first sniff of orange blossom-just above your stays. This is my first, an

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