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As for the girl, I still thought of her hardly at all, in spite of Brian's words. She was an unknown quantity, which I would waste no time in studying, while the situation that opened bade me sharpen my wits. In the five or ten minutes before we joined them the Becketts had consented or offered to help finance the Red Cross crusade. To achieve this was worthy of the Irish-Italian's talents.
"I believe I'm developing night-eyes!" he laughed to me, as we walked ahead of the Becketts and Julian O'Farrell, on our way across the gleaming square to our hotel. "Surely there won't be another raid for an hour or two? Let's take a walk. Let's go into the old town, and try to see some ghosts." "Yes, let's!" I echoed. I said good-night sweetly to the Becketts and stiffly to O'Farrell.
Well, there! we ain't none of us perfect; even old Parson Moody was round-shouldered, they say." "You were speaking of the Becketts just now," said Mr. Bonny had settled her big steel-bowed spectacles, and sat looking at him with an expression of extreme wisdom. "How do they get on? I am seldom in this region nowadays, since Mr. Reid has taken it under his charge."
I could hardly advise the Becketts against giving money, even though I suspected that most of it would stick to O'Farrell's fingers even though I knew that the hope of it consoled Signor Giulio di Napoli for leaving me in my safe niche. Yes, that was his consolation, I realized. And there might be something more which I did not yet foresee.
Also he will give one lesson a week in singing and voice production. It's now well into November. But after seeing how other schemes have worked, and how this Château d'Andelle business has been rushed through, I have the most sublime faith in Beckett miracles. They are astonishing, these Becketts!
I was in a rose arbour, on a day of late June, in a garden by a canal that led to Belgium. The Becketts were in their house across the sea. "Why," his mother hesitated, "it was quite a story. But when he found you again he must have told you it all." "Ah, but do tell me what he told you!" "Well, it began with a landlady in a hotel wanting him to see a picture.
Anyhow, I always took a deep interest in Rheims from the day I first gaped, an open-mouthed child, at that beautiful drawing, and I was glad I'd forgotten none of its details, as we motored toward the martyr town. Usually there's Brian, who can tell the dear Becketts all they don't know and want to know, but this time they'd only me to depend upon.
Washington has adopted Noyon, so the Becketts could not offer any great public charity, but they could sprinkle about a few private good deeds, in remembrance of Jim, who loved the place, as he loved all the Île-de-France. She seemed to think that to look up prematurely would be like wanting to see the stage before the curtain rose on the play!
Thus we set forth on the journey Brian planned, the Becketts so grateful poor darlings for our company, that it was hard to realize that I didn't belong. It was a queer thought that we should be taking the road to Germany we, of all people: yet every road that leads east from Paris leads to Germany. And it was a wonderful thought, that we should be going to the Marne.
Being the Becketts' adviser-in-chief, and having his lungs full of ozone every day should be enough to account for Brian's improvement. Yet well, I can't help thinking that he takes a lot more trouble than he need for Dierdre O'Farrell. Oh, not that he's in love!
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