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The Down dipped and rose again toward Chanctonbury Ring; a sparkle of far sea came into view, a sparrow-hawk hovered in the sun's eye so that the blood-nourished brown of his wings gleamed nearly red. Jon had a passion for birds, and an aptitude for sitting very still to watch them; keen-sighted, and with a memory for what interested him, on birds he was almost worth listening to.
The expression of his mother's eyes, resting on him for a moment, cast Jon down level with the ground a true worm. Then she led on, and Fleur followed her. He felt like a child, trailing after those two, who were talking so easily about Spain and Wansdon, and the house up there beyond the trees and the grassy slope.
Since Jordan's ship was not large enough to transport Jon Hall's great weight back to Grismet, the terrestrial government put at the agent's disposal a much heavier vessel, one room of which had been hastily lined with permallium and outfitted as a prison cell. A pilot by the name of Wilkins went with the ship.
A piece of lace tied under her chin concealed her hair, and her oval face with its still dark brows looked very young. "The green-fly are awful this year, and yet it's cold. You look tired, Jolyon." Jolyon took the confession from his pocket. "I've been writing this. I think you ought to see it?" "To Jon?" Her whole face had changed, in that instant, becoming almost haggard.
She, being in the nature of a goddess, little Jon was satisfied; especially when, from under the dining-table at breakfast, where he happened to be waiting for a mushroom, he had overheard her say to his father: "Then, will you tell 'Da, dear, or shall I? She's so devoted to him"; and his father's answer: "Well, she mustn't show it that way.
"You may think this a matter I can smooth over and arrange for you. You're mistaken. I I'm helpless." Fleur did not speak. "Quite apart from my own feelings," went on Soames with more resolution, "those two are not amenable to anything I can say. They they hate me, as people always hate those whom they have injured." "But he Jon " "He's their flesh and blood, her only child.
Now that she knew what she and Jon were up against, her longing for him had increased tenfold, as if he were a toy with sharp edges or dangerous paint such as they had tried to take from her as a child. If she could not have her way, and get Jon for good and all, she felt like dying of privation. By hook or crook she must and would get him!
"Little need to ask," said Gudruda, "look at his face." Now Jon told his tale and Gudruda listened, clinging to the door post. But Swanhild cursed him for a coward, so that he shrank before her eyes. Gudruda turned and walked into the hall and her face was like the face of death. Men saw her, and Asmund asked why she wore so strange a mien.
"Have you missed us, Jon?" Little Jon nodded, and having thus admitted his feelings, continued to nod. "But you had 'Auntie' June?" "Oh! she had a man with a cough." His mother's face changed, and looked almost angry. He added hastily: "He was a poor man, Mum; he coughed awfully; I I liked him." His mother put her hands behind his waist. "You like everybody, Jon?" Little Jon considered.
Besides, she did not believe that Jon would do it; he had an opinion of her such as she could not bear to diminish. No! Mary Lambe was preferable, and it was just the time of year to go to Scotland. More at ease now she packed, avoided her aunt, and took a bus to Chiswick. She was too early, and went on to Kew Gardens.
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