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"I suppose his next novel is finished now?" said Freda; "he told me he had only one or two more chapters to write when I saw him a few months ago on his way from Ben Rhydding. What is he writing now?" "He is writing that novel over again," I replied. "Over again? What fearful waste of time!"
Derrick has been mewed up here with him for nearly two years, and I don't think he can stand it much longer." So the Doctor kindly contrived to advise the Major to consult a well-known London physician, and to spend a fortnight in town, further suggesting that a month at Ben Rhydding might be enjoyable before settling down at Bath again for the winter.
Indeed, taking it only from a sensuous point of view, I could quite imagine what a relief he found his weekly attendance here; by contrast with his home the place was Heaven itself. As we walked back, I asked a question that had long been in my mind: "Have you seen anything of Lawrence?" "He saw us across London on our way from Ben Rhydding," said Derrick, steadily.
Somehow it did not seem to me incongruous, for it was 'Sweethearts, and that had been the favourite waltz of Ben Rhydding, so that I always connected it with Derrick and his trouble, and now the words rang in my ears: "Oh, love for a year, a week, a day, But alas! for the love that loves alway."
I was very much struck with the book; it seemed to me a great advance on 'Lynwood's Heritage, and the part which he had written since that day at Ben Rhydding was full of an indescribable power, as if the life of which he had been robbed had flowed into his work.
Since no man nurtured in the shade can sing To a true note one psalm of conquering; Warriors must chant it whom our own eyes see Red from the battle and more bruised than we, Men who have borne the worst, have known the whole, Have felt the last abeyance of the soul." F. W. H. Myers. About the beginning of August, I rejoined him at Ben Rhydding.
'At Strife' was the novel which had, I firmly believe, kept him alive through that awful time at Ben Rhydding, and I began to fear that the Major's fit of drunken malice might prove the destruction of the author as well as of the book. Everything had, as it were, come at once on poor Derrick; yet I don't know that he fared worse than other people in this respect.
In the suburbs is the palace of Ben Rhydding, built in the Scottish baronial style, with the Cow and Calf Rocks overhanging the adjacent park. The Panorama Rock also commands a wide prospect, while Rumbald's Moor itself is elevated over thirteen hundred feet.
"Stay out here and I will see to the Major, and give him the letter too if you like." He caught at the suggestion, and as he thanked me I think there were tears in his eyes. So I took the letter and set off for Ben Rhydding, leaving him to get what relief he could from solitude, space, and absolute quiet.
At Malvern we believe there are two; there is a large one at Ben Rhydding, in Yorkshire; one at Sudbrook Park, between Richmond and Ham; and another at Moor Park, near Farnham.
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