United States or Tuvalu ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
James Ollerenshaw's house was within a few hundred yards of the top of Trafalgar-road, on the way from Bursley to Hanbridge. I may not indicate the exact house, but I can scarcely conceal that it lay between Nos. 160 and 180, on the left as you go up.
Anyhow, he knew it was not scrambled eggs, because you have to stir scrambled eggs without ceasing. Then she stopped and stood quite still, regarding the saucepan. "You've watched me quite long enough," she said, without moving her head. She must have known all the time that he was there. So he shuffled away, and glanced out of the window at the stir and traffic of Trafalgar-road.
"Do you suppose I gave up my position at school in order to live in a poky little hole at eighteen pounds a year? What do you think I can do with myself all day in Trafalgar-road? Why, nothing. There's no room even for a piano, and so my fingers are stiffening every day. It's not life at all.
He had bought Wilbraham Hall under her threat to leave him if he did not buy it. Even at Trafalgar-road she had filled the little house with worry. And now, within a dozen hours of arriving in it, she had filled Wilbraham Hall with worry filled it to its farthest attic. If she had selected it as a residence, she would have filled the Vatican with worry.
All that James demanded was a quiet life; and she would not let him have it. He wished he was back again in Trafalgar-road. He wished he had never met Helen and her sunshade in the park. That is to say, he asserted to himself positively that he wished he had never met Helen. But he did not mean it. And so he was to help her to wrest Andrew Dean from Lilian Swetnam!
And he did not desire to insist too much on his victory by filling Trafalgar-road with "The Hallelujah Chorus." He was discretion itself. He abandoned the concertina gently, caressing it into its leather shell. He was full to the brim with kindliness. It seemed to him that his life with Helen was commencing all over again.
He had learnt much in the previous hour, but there were still one or two odd things left for him to learn. "Ah!" he breathed, shut the door, and hung up his hard hat on the inner face of it. "Sit ye down, lass." So she sat her down. It must be said that she looked as if she had made a mistake and got on to the wrong side of Trafalgar-road.
Word Of The Day