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Lying back on the cushioned seat, the warm air flying at his face, Felix contemplated with delight his favorite countryside. Certainly this garden of England was very lovely, its greenness, trees, and large, pied, lazy cattle; its very emptiness of human beings even was pleasing. Nearing Joyfields he noted the Mallorings' park and their long Georgian house, carefully fronting south.
The question was intricate, for she had not yet been informed that Nedda and Derek were engaged, and Felix did not feel at liberty to forestall the young people. That was their business. On the other hand, she would certainly glean from Clara a garbled understanding of the recent events at Joyfields, if she were not first told of them by himself.
She settled down now on the cushion of the window-seat, to look out and take it all in, right away to that line of hills gone blue in the haze of the warm evening. That would be Malvern; and there, farther to the south, the 'Tods' lived. 'Joyfields! A pretty name! And it was lovely country all round; green and peaceful, with its white, timbered houses and cottages.
The girl smiled till her eyes almost disappeared, and answered: "Yes, miss." "I'm Nedda Freeland, Miss Sheila's cousin. I've just come from Joyfields. How are you getting on?" "Fine, thank you, miss. Plenty of life here." Nedda thought: 'That's what Derek said of her. Bursting with life!
Flora, herself not too present-minded, had in these days occasion to speak to him about the absent-minded way in which he fulfilled even the most domestic duties, and Alan was always saying to him, "Buck up, Dad!" With Nedda's absorption into the little Joyfields whirlpool, the sun shone but dimly for Felix.
"How very provoking! It's never done that before!" "Quite so!" Felix murmured. "But about Joyfields?" "Oh, my dear, it IS such a pity they don't get on with those Mallorings! I do think it sad they weren't brought up to go to church." Felix stared, not knowing whether to be glad or sorry that his recital had not roused within her the faintest suspicion of disaster.
In the last fields before the Joyfields crossroads they came up with a little, square, tow-headed man, without coat or cap, who had just driven some cattle in and was returning with his dog, at a 'dot-here dot-there' walk, as though still driving them. He gave them a look rather like that of the bullock Nedda had tried to stroke.
Is this the same child that told me only the other night she wanted to know everything? She's a woman now! So much for love! And he said: "Let's go forward quietly, without expecting too much of ourselves." "Yes, Dad; only I distrust myself so." "No one ever got near the truth who didn't." "Can we go over to Joyfields to-morrow?
Lord and Lady Britto first from Erne by car; then Sir Gerald and Lady Malloring, also by car from Joyfields; an early afternoon train brought three members of the Lower House, who liked a round of golf Colonel Martlett, Mr.
When his brother had taken up his candlestick and gone, Stanley, uttering a dubious sound, sat down on the lounge, drank deep out of his tumbler, and once more took up his Review. The next day Stanley's car, fraught with Felix and a note from Clara, moved swiftly along the grass-bordered roads toward Joyfields.
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