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"Then you are a more obedient girl than I imagined or expected; and you may now, if you are good, have the satisfaction of offering me a glass of sherry and a biscuit, for, rain or no rain, Lewis is a dreadful place for making people hungry." Mackenzie need not have been afraid. Strange as it may appear, Lavender was well content with the wet weather.
For God's sake, look sharp, Lavender!" There was certainly no time to lose, for the noise behind them was increasing and deepening into a roar, and the heavens had grown black overhead, so that the spars and ropes of the crank little boat could scarcely be made out.
There was even a faint odor of lavender in the bed-linen; and the sense of smell, which hath ever a better memory than any other, carried me swiftly back to my boyhood, and to the remembrance that my mother had always kept a spray or two of that sweet herb in her linen closet.
We've got to be in by five. You don't have a string to your dog, I see." "Oh no!" said Mr. Lavender puzzled "I am not blind." "Balmy," said the soldier soothingly. "Come on, sir, an' we can talk abaht it on the way." Mr. Lavender, delighted at the impression he had made, rose and walked beside them, taking insensibly the direction for home.
What was the head waiter's name who presided with so much stateliness in the dining-room of the Tyringham? I mean the white-haired chap who was so particular about the foot-cushions for the nice old ladies in caps and lavender ribbons and India shawls I think I can work him in somewhere." "That's Antoine, who married the assistant housekeeper at the Tyringham.
"I don't know," his companion said, "but it was some sort of warning, I suppose. By Jove, Lavender, what is that?" Behind them there was a strange hissing noise that the wind brought along to them, but nothing could be seen. "Rain, isn't it?" Lavender said. "There never was rain like that," his companion said. "That is a squall, and it will be here presently. We must haul down the sails.
I have just caught a glimpse of you in your Sunday gown, the white-and-green striped silk, with the tiny lavender flowers scattered on the white ground. You were picking a spray of lemon verbena to take to church. I see you in the little green bonnet in the high pew beside your mother. You have the soul of a lover, my Allison. I know it when I see you smell the fragrant flowers.
He did not want the life at Lavender Terrace. He was going to help Mr. Beale to live it. So let him feel a little bit of a hero, since that was what indeed he was, even though, of course, all right-minded children are modest and humble, and fully sensible of their own intense unimportance, no matter how heroically they may happen to be behaving.
The secret of this lay in the sheet, which was fragrant of lavender, and protected the body from contact with a cold, base metal which hundreds of other bodies must have touched before.
The stirring air brought a smell of blossoms; the distance took on faint lavender hazes which blended the outlines of the fields, lying like square coverlets upon the long slope of rising ground beyond the bottom-land, and empurpled the blue woodland shadows of the groves.
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