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Jack arrived on a brilliant September afternoon, and, sending hisluggage on, walked himself. The old, quaint town seemed to his briskerLondon eye to be dozing on as peacefully as ever, in a sort of tranquilmediæval drowsiness. From the station, which was on a hill, he could seeacross the cup-shaped hollow in which lay the red-tiled town. There wereno new houses on the way down, and the names above all the old ones werethe same. The man who had cut his hair when he was a child stood, as hehad always stood, at his door, looking on to the street, with a pair ofscissors stuck into the pocket of his white apron, neither balder norstouter than he used to be. It had always been a matter of wonder toJack how a man with so bald a head dare have his windows filled full ofinfallible hair-preservers, but perhaps he was a cynic, and traded withamusement on the fathomless credulity of[83] man. The very slope of thehigh street seemed designed for a leisurely folk; it was too steep for ahorse to trot either up or down, and the foot-passengers ascended softlylike bubbles arising through water, and descended with the same equablemotion like pebbles sinking in the sea. Half-way down he branched offthrough a covered passage leading under a house into the close, andthere, too, time seemed to have stood still. A few nursery-maids wheeledcontented babies up and down its paths, and children were playing amongthe grave-stones; the gray pinnacled west front seemed the incarnationof stability. As always, the place asserted its instant charm over him;for the moment as he passed through the grave-yard into the close hewould have asked nothing better than to say an eternal good-bye to thefroth and bubble of the world and turn the key on his ambitions. Itwould be necessary, he reflected, to be rid of them, else in a week ortwo he would be tingling for wider things again and chafing at the slowpassage of ungrudged hours. Like all healthily minded young men, he knewhe was going to overtop[84] the world, and the air here was opiate. But forthe moment he was in love with tranquility.

Colonel Raymond in the meantime was walking to the club, rather quickerthan his wont was. He almost forgot to look interesting for the benefitof passers-by in the excitement of possessing, and that by his ownextraordinary shrewdness, this family secret. His momentary annoyance atnot having been the first to have known it was quite overscored by thedelight in knowing it now, and though he had been disposed for a secondor two to consider it to be an impertinence on the part of Miss Cliffordthat she, though indirectly, was the channel by which it was conveyed tohim, the anticipation of the flutter he would make at the club more thancompensated for it. He did not intend to state the secret boldly; heproposed to make a mystery of it, to set people on the right track, andto refuse to answer any questions, for if there was anything which theColonel loved more than imparting information in a[112] superior manner, itwas withholding it in the same irritating way.

Aunt Em was in the garden, with a pair of thick gloves on and a spade inher hand. She called it gardening, and was alone in this opinion. Shewas standing with her back to them as they entered, and seemed to beemployed in spearing the young and tender chrysanthemums. She was soabsorbed in her destructive pursuit that she did not hear their stepstill they were close to her, and she looked up with a snap.

It was an afternoon of spring, a day of that exquisite temper seldomfelt except in our much-maligned climate. April had laid aside itsoutbreaks of petulant rain, and wore the face of a laughing child. Thegreat grave downs over which they played were scoured by a westerlywind, which swelled[294] the buds and smoothed out the creases in the littlebuttons of green which were bursting from the hawthorn. From the heightan admirable expanse of big, wholesome country was visible on everyside: to the west the houses of Wroxton stood red and glimmering in ahollow in the hills, and climbed the slopes of the circle. In the middlerose the gray Cathedral piercing the blue veil of pure air in which thelower houses were enveloped, and the tower was gilded with the sunshine.North and east lay a delectable land, where broad fields alternated withwoods, round which hovered, like a green mist, the first outbreak ofbursting leaves, and down the centre of the valley, unseen but traceablefrom a livelier flush of green, ran the river. To the south there wereonly downs, rising and falling in strong undulations like the muscles ofstrong arms interlaced. Overhead skylarks carolled unseen in the blue,or dropped, when their song was done, among the grass, breathless anddrunken with music; the earth had renewed its lease of life, and theeverlasting fountains of youth were unsealed again. Never since theseasons had[295] begun their courses was winter farther away, and neversince Adam had walked with Eve in the garden had love touched two livesmore closely than it touched Jeannie and Jack as they went over thebreezy downs, club in hand.

All mankind may be divided into those who like hats and those who donot. Some people habitually wear a hat unless there is a real reason,like a church or royalty, for taking it off, but to others a hat is tobe always discarded if possible. Both Jeannie and the other werehabitually hatless folk, a characteristic which goes hand-in-hand with alove for wind and large open places, and is borne out, to endlessissues, in the normal attitude of the mind toward problems of life. 2ff7e9595c