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Updated: May 19, 2025
"You had better let the caravan pass well on its way before you get on the road again," said Keriway; "the smell of the beasts may make your mare nervous and restive going home." Then he called to a boy who was busy with a hoe among some defiantly prosperous weeds, to fetch the lady a glass of milk and a piece of currant loaf.
In the not very distant days of her little-girlhood, Tom Keriway had been a man to be looked upon with a certain awe and envy; indeed the glamour of his roving career would have fired the imagination, and wistful desire to do likewise, of many young Englishmen.
With something, perhaps, of the impulse which drives a stricken animal away from its kind, Tom Keriway left the haunts where he had known so much happiness, and withdrew into the shelter of a secluded farmhouse lodging; more than ever he became to Elaine a hearsay personality. And now the chance meeting with the caravan had flung her across the threshold of his retreat.
"I don't know when I've seen anything so utterly charming and peaceful," said Elaine, propping herself on a seat that a pear-tree had obligingly designed in the fantastic curve of its trunk. "Charming, certainly," said Keriway, "but too full of the stress of its own little life struggle to be peaceful.
As she rode slowly down the lane, with Keriway escorting her as far as its gate, she looked round at what had seemed to her, a short while ago, just a picturesque old farmstead, a place of bee-hives and hollyhocks and gabled cart-sheds; now it was in her eyes a magic city, with an undercurrent of reality beneath its magic.
Elaine dismounted, and Keriway led the mare round to a little paddock by the side of a great grey barn.
"You are a person to be envied," she said to Keriway; "you have created a fairyland, and you are living in it yourself." "Envied?" He shot the question out with sudden bitterness. She looked down and saw the wistful misery that had come into his face. "Once," he said to her, "in a German paper I read a short story about a tame crippled crane that lived in the park of some small town.
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