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"I think," he said at last, "yes, I think that when we've made this call, I shall ask you to accompany me to my friend Cox-Raythwaite's, in Endsleigh Gardens you know him, I believe. I've already seen him this morning and told him something. When we get there, I'll tell it to you, and he shall show you something. After that, we'll hear what your legal instinct suggests.
"I think that your visitor frightened me, Douglas." He laughed. "Then you need have no more fears," he said. "She has gone abroad." "Do you have many ladies to see you?" she asked. "She has never been before or since," he answered. Cicely laughed. "I was foolish," she said. "I will ask no more questions." They had reached the railings, and he pointed downwards to the gardens below.
Miss Bell hesitated a moment. Then she blushed and arose. She had been a little shocked. Saturday, at four o'clock, Therese went, as she had promised, to the gate of the English cemetery. There she found Dechartre. He was serious and agitated; he spoke little. She was glad he did not display his joy. He led her by the deserted walls of the gardens to a narrow street which she did not know.
Around the stone buildings there was a large open space, then came a wreath of frame houses which looked pretty and cosy in their little gardens; but they seemed to be conscious of the fact that they were very much poorer than the stone houses, and dared not venture into their neighbourhood. "This must be both a wealthy and powerful city," remarked the boy.
When ten years old, she dreamed of palaces and gardens such as eye had never seen on earth, and faces of unspeakable beauty, and voices that sang, and self-moving dulcimers that played, as it were within her heart, so sweetly and so well, that tongue could never describe it; and, when she awoke from those dreams, she felt a light pressure on her feet, and she thought she perceived that something was resting on them with white wings folded; it was very sweet, and yet awful and in a moment all was gone.
The September sunlight sparkled upon the fountain in the Temple Gardens when Robert Audley returned to Figtree Court early the following morning.
It was a spring day, chill, with snatches of sunshine. Yellow celandines showed out from the hedge-bottoms, and in the cottage gardens of Willey Green, currant-bushes were breaking into leaf, and little flowers were coming white on the grey alyssum that hung over the stone walls. Turning, they passed down the high-road, that went between high banks towards the church.
After this the angel said to them, "It is not yet noon: come with me into our prince's garden, which is near the palace." So they went with him; and as they were entering, he said, "Behold here the most magnificent of all the gardens in our heavenly society!" But they replied, "How! there is no garden here.
'Is there a portionless girl in all England who would not like the master of Wendover Abbey? 'But for his own sake, urged Bessie, with a vexed air; 'surely he is worthy of being liked for his own sake, without a thought of the Abbey. 'I cannot dissociate him from that lovely old house and gardens. Indeed, to my mind he rather belongs to the Abbey than the Abbey belongs to him.
Set there in the midst of the town, after the Bohemian fashion, it opens at the back upon great gardens, as if it were in the midst of the country. I walked through room after room, corridor after corridor; everywhere there were pictures, everywhere portraits of Wallenstein, and battle scenes in which he led on his troops.
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