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Updated: May 28, 2025
And away in his beloved Devon they would be out after the partridges striding through the heather and across the stubble-fields, ranging over the purple moors with purple horizons all round, and in the distance a strip of turquoise, which was the sea. He could almost hear the whir ... rr of wings and the shots on some far hill-side.
He heard a bird singing with a flutelike note; he heard bees humming over the flowers, and he longed to hear, instead, the buzz and whir of machines which had become the accompaniment of his song of life. A terrible isolation and homesickness came over him. He thought of the humble little house in which he and Sylvia had lived so many years, and a sort of passion of longing for it seized him.
To Peter upon his omnibus, suddenly that sound that he had heard before that sound of London stirring came back to him, and now more clearly than he had ever known it. Tap-tap-tap-tap... Clamp-clamp-tap-tap-tap-tap whir! whir!... Clamp-clamp....
As he came down the drive and approached the old red-brick front of the house, there was a lazy murmur of bees in the flower-borders, a gentle cooing of pigeons in the tops of the elms, and from distant lawns the whir of a mowing-machine, that most restful of all country sounds.... And in the hall a man was banging at a locked door, and shouting, "Open the door, I say; open the door!"
You might sit on a bank in the fields with endless insects passing without being irritated; but everywhere out of doors you must listen for the peculiar low whir of the stoat-fly, who will fill his long grey body with your blood in a very few minutes. This is the tsetse of our woods.
He heard the low roar of the flooded brook, the whir of rising grouse ahead, the hoofs of deer on stones, the song of spring birds. He had an eye also for the wan wild flowers in the shaded corners. Presently he led the horse out of the willows into the open and up a low-swelling, long slope of fragrant sage. Here he dropped back to Columbine's side and put his hand upon the pommel of her saddle.
In place of an answer the woman again flicked one of the beasts viciously with the whip, and, next moment, the light vehicle lurched forward with a whir of gravel hurled up by the wheels. The team had certainly shied, and the road curved sharply to the unguarded bridge over a little creek. "This is my business," declared Geoffrey, wrenching the reins from her grasp.
It used to make me think of a reception, the voice of the machines for the music, with always, always the sound of much talk and laughter above the whir.
There was a whir and a click, and both sounds could only have been made by one thing a billiard ball. I argued the matter out at great length with myself; and the more I argued the less probable it seemed that one bed, one table, and two chairs all the furniture of the room next to mine could so exactly duplicate the sounds of a game of billiards.
They sat in silence alter these explanations. The sound of the snapping wings of the grasshoppers came through the~windows, and a locust high in a poplar sent down his ringing whir. "It can't be helped now, Will," Agnes said at last, her voice full of the woman's resignation. "We've got to bear it." Will straightened up. "Bear it?" He paused. "Yes, I s'pose so. If you hadn't married Ed Kinney!
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