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He is putting up the biggest fight of his life, and he wants all his strength for it. But you can do your part now if you will. You can go down to Rodding Abbey and make ready to receive him there. And you can send Victor to help me with him as soon as he is able to leave the hospital. He and I will bring him down to you.
"She will be her father over again," Mrs. Lorimer would declare, with pathetic pride. "So dignified, so handsome, and so clever!" And Avery agreed, not without reserve, that she certainly resembled him to a marked degree. She was by far the most sober member of the party that entered Rodding Park that afternoon. Avery, inspired by the merriment around her, was in a frankly frivolous mood.
Will you come? Avery." She sent the message to Rodding Abbey. She knew they would forward it from there. Passing out again into the road, a sudden sense of sickness swept over her. What had she done? What uncontrolled force would that telegram unfetter? Would he come to her like a whirlwind and sweep her back into his own tempestuous life? Would he break her will once more to his?
It's got to be done," he said. And with a docility that sat curiously upon him, Piers submitted. He leaned his head on his hand, and wrote. "You ought to rest, you know," said Tudor. "This sort of thing is downright madness for you." They were walking together in the February twilight along the long, dark avenue of chestnuts that led to Rodding Abbey.
We ought by that means to reach home sometime in the afternoon. It is the only feasible plan, I am afraid; unless you can suggest a better." He looked at her keenly, still biting at the twig between his teeth. Anne walked for several seconds in silence. At last, "Would it be quite impossible to walk to Rodding now?" she asked. "Not at all," said Nap. "It is about eight miles through the woods.
The psalm has sung of the whole round of the day's wandering, all the needs of the sheep, all the care of the shepherd. Now the psalm closes with the last scene of the day. At the door, of the sheepfold the shepherd stands and 'the rodding of the sheep' takes place. The shepherd stands, turning his body to let the sheep pass; he is the door, as Christ said of himself.
I want to go up on that big hill in Rodding Park, and run and run and run till I just can't run any longer. Ronnie and Julian are coming too. And Jeanie and Olive and Pat. We ought to begin and collect holly for the church decorations. You'll be able to help this year, won't you? Miss Whalley always bosses things. Have you met Miss Whalley yet? She's quite the funniest person in Rodding.
It was addressed in a man's square, firm writing to "Piers Evesham, Esq., Rodding Abbey." "Someone who doesn't know," murmured Piers, and slit it open with a sense of relief. Some of the letters of condolence that he had received had been as salt rubbed into a wound. He took out the letter and glanced at the signature: "Edmund Crowther!" Suddenly a veil seemed to be drawn across his eyes.
"Anyway, there is some tea waiting for us. Shall we go back?" Anne turned beside him. "Then what do you propose to do?" He glanced at her. "Nothing before morning, I'm afraid. There is no vehicle to be had here. I will send someone down to Rodding in the morning for a conveyance. We can take the train from there to Staps, where I can get some petrol.
Oh, yes, I had the sense to think of that contingency. Your bag is at the inn here, waiting for you." "You had better have taken me back with you to Rodding," Anne said. "Yes, I know. But I expected to be back in half an hour if all went well. It's easy to be wise after the event, isn't it? I've thought of that myself since." Nap picked up a twig and bit it viciously.
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