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Passers-by lifted their faces, then vanished into the crowd; Rozsi stood gazing at them spellbound, as if their very going and coming were a delight. The space was soon full of whirling couples. Rozsi's head began to beat time. "O Margit!" she whispered. Swithin's face had assumed a solemn, uneasy expression. A man raising his hat, offered his arm to Margit.
Swithin's Day, July 15, is called "apple-christening day," when a good rain often gives a great impetus to their growth, and a little later great quantities of small apples may be seen under the trees; this is Nature's method of limiting the crop to reasonable proportions, the weak ones falling off and the fittest surviving.
But for that consideration her almost childlike terror at Swithin's inadvertent disguise would have been ludicrous. He waited anxiously through several following days for an opportunity of seeing her, but none was afforded. Her brother's presence in the house sufficiently accounted for this.
The Bishop shook his head incredulously and went towards the vicarage, as if he had lost his hearing. Swithin followed him with his eyes, and Louis followed the direction of Swithin's. Before the Bishop had reached the vicarage entrance Lady Constantine crossed in front of him. She had a basket on her arm, and was, in fact, going to visit some of the poorer cottages.
Swithin's Eve. There was nothing to be done that night, of course, for mackerel must be delicately worked; but long before the sun arose, all Flamborough, able to put leg in front of leg, and some who could not yet do that, gathered together where the land-hold was, above the incline for the launching of the boats.
She has a half-smile on her face a smile of hopeless surrender and of secret joy. Seated by Swithin's side, Irene may have been smiling like that.
'You get the sea-breezes here, no doubt? 'O yes, dear; when the wind is that way. 'Do you like windy weather? 'Yes; though not now, for it blows down the young apples. 'Apples are plentiful, it seems. You country-folk call St. Swithin's their christening day, if it rains? 'Yes, dear. Ah me!
Swithin's Day?" She spoke so briskly that even Mordaunt was for the moment taken by surprise. "St. Swithin's Day!" he echoed. "Well, what of it?" She broke into her gay laugh. "Oh, please not St. Swithin's Day! Just imagine if it rained!" "Chris!" he said. "You're incorrigible!" His arms had slackened, and she drew away from him, breathing rather quickly. "No, but really, wouldn't it be tragic?
And further on, Swithin's greys were turning their noses towards the noses of James' bays, as though in conclave over the family, while their coachmen were in conclave above.
Allerdyke instinctively shrank back within the curtains of the smoking-room window. There was no reason why he should have done so. He had no objection to Franklin Fullaway's secretary seeing him standing in a window of the City Carlton Club; he knew no reason why Mrs. Marlow should object to be seen getting out of a cab in St. Swithin's Lane.
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