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Show 240 III E DARK Ir‘t )I‘IICS'I‘ MARIE IVA NOVN A \Yelll he hael< Irv haltpast six. \Ve‘ll do the Third and Fourth lloti now. 'I'he 'Iilieluh and Ninth afterwards. Can you wait for tea until we return? (lood. . . . Half-past six. then!" They departed. l\s she went out of the door she, turned and gave me a little happy smile as though to hind me to an intimate enduring eontidenee. I smiled haelx" at her and she was gone. After they had Iet‘t, me I felt. very lonely. 'I‘he house was still and desolate, and I took a hook that. I had Itrougrht with Ine-~the "Le lleuil des I'riiueveiwu ot I‘lralugois [Ianuues I had learnt the hahit duringr 1n_v first visit to the war of always taking a Itool; in my Itm'lit‘t when _ ne'ao‘ed upon any 2471 apple-trees and thiek wavingr grass. llere I lay on my hack. watching the gold through the leaves, soaked in the apathy and soinuolence of the day, sinhing‘ idIIv into sleep, rising. sinking again, as though l'ttt‘lifit'l in a hautnuwh. I was in England once more-at intervals there came a sharp eliek that. exaetly resemhled the sound that one hears in an Eng- lish Village on a sununer a tternoon when they are playingr eriehet' in the field near It'\‘~'tnu'\<t‘lll at, oue's ease in the garden. lialt' sleeping. halt Ituihlinu‘ eastles in the air. the eraeh of. the hall on the hat, the eooinu' oI' some }ti;_?feotl.< on the root. . . . (Inee again that sharp pleasant sound, again the Ilieht ol1 the hird altove one?" head, again the ru<tle (I Some leaves Ilt‘llllltl one‘s head . . . soon there will business: there were so many long weary hours of waiting when the nerves were stretehed, and a hOolgwquiet and real and something apart from all wars and all rumours of warshwas a most serious neeessitv. What "Tristram Shandy" was to me onee under fire near IV ijniell', and " tedgauntlet" on an awful n'iorning when our whole Otriad meditated on the pessihilituv of iniprisonnimit before the eve- he tea, strawlwrries and ereani. a demand that, one shall play tennis, that saunter through the eool darl; house, up ohl stairs. along" narrow Passages to one‘s room where one will slowly. happily ehane‘e into Ilanuels hearing still through the open window the eraelt ot' the hat. upon the hall I‘roiu thedistant Iiehl. . . . I went Ilut as I lay there I was unhappy, I‘t‘llt‘IIIHlH. 'I'he eonIideuee and splendour ot‘ .\I.;rie I't:ltlti\'ll.t and Serotonin As I walked along the little paths through. a tangle of had driven me into ("\III*. I hated nrwell' that atteruoon. 'I‘hat ptll‘r-lllt ~1I.e evitenuut oil the penetration into the ning-with nothing: to he done but sit and wait! into the garden with III. .lainnies. wood and green that might very well have presented the garden of the Sleeping Beauty, I heard now and then a sound that resembled the swift flight of a bird or the sudden "ting" of a telegraph-wire. The Austrians were amus- ing themselves; sometimes a hullet. would clip a tree in its Ilarh I‘M-4.51., the thrill ot' the thaw thow- thin‘fi' nere tor the blt‘ittlfl nun. the III'.I\t' \vonieu not Illitltlll‘ll . . . not passing or one would see a leaf, quite suddenly detached; hover for a moment idly in the air and then circle slowly to the ground. Except for this sound the garden was ffiSt held in the warm peace of a summer afternoon. I found a most: happy little neglected orchard with old gnarled on‘i- nor eior}. neither hate uo' tieree J't‘lvt‘lliult were tor suwh na-a a~ I. . . . Ilr‘v lilit‘. Itl't'atl t‘ \\l:«v Wax :‘lull tI.;tt tor the halt and I howl. lint I tIi<I II-rl tor lln I Htrw-I It\ Iit‘t tint". Itinl- In‘t‘ :ilnl \ua .t H li-ltt‘t Human 'ttt't‘ llxat I tlinl Hot utnl t'wttltl trot, that she ('wttltl [II'v't'lJitlt her :ulll‘» Iaelhali opt-III) to Ittt'l I had an lwllr (it IIIlII‘I'IlI"‘v [In H. z" I lllltl "' "Ill" ‘l""" |