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While he was thus musing, he heard a female voice chanting some song, like a bird's among the pleasant foliage of the trees, and soon he saw at the end of a wood-walk Alice, with her basket on her arm, passing on toward the village. She looked towards him as she passed, but made no pause nor yet hastened her steps; not seeming to think it worth her while to be influenced by him.
This made for the prompt realization of Darrow's wishes, and there seemed no reason why the marriage should not take place within the six weeks that remained of his leave. They passed out of the wood-walk into the open brightness of the garden. The noon sunlight sheeted with gold the bronze flanks of the polygonal yews.
"How do we know who or what that girl is?" he said slowly "that she mayn't have been got hold of?" The same terror grew in Delia. She walked on beside him absorbed in speculation and discussion, till, without noticing, she had reached the farther gate of the wood-walk. Outside the gate, ran the Wanchester road, climbing the down, amid the woods.
She turned swiftly to her brother-in-law "There is some one coming to see me. Will you go?" she pointed to the garden door on the farther side of the drawing-room "and will you take Mary? Go round to the back. You know the old summer-house at the end of the wood-walk. We have often sheltered there from rain. Or there's the keeper's cottage a little farther on.
A reporter intent upon a simile might liken it to the ocean seen above the smoke of watch-fires kindled on the strand. To do perfect justice to the wood-walk away from the Ariccia I ought to touch upon the birds that were singing vespers as I passed. But the reader would find my rhapsody as poor entertainment as the programme of a concert he had been unable to attend.
While he was thus musing, he heard a female voice chanting some song, like a bird's among the pleasant foliage of the trees, and soon he saw at the end of a wood-walk Alice, with her basket on her arm, passing on toward the village. She looked towards him as she passed, but made no pause nor yet hastened her steps, not seeming to think it worth her while to be influenced by him.
'How on earth do you keep it so trim? He put a hand through her arm, and drew her on towards the wood-walk which opened beyond the formal garden and the lawn. 'With two or three old men, and two girls from the village, said Beryl. 'Father doesn't mind what he gives up so long as it isn't the garden. 'It's his pet vice! laughed Aubrey 'his public-house, like my father's Greek pots.
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