at the plants, when the girl came out quickly to the heap of coal which stood by the fence.
“I suppose these are cabbage-roses?” he said to her, pointing to the bushes along the fence.
She looked at him with startled, big brown eyes.
“I suppose they are cabbage-roses when they come out?” he said.
“I don’t know,” she faltered. “They’re white with pink middles.”
“Then they’re maiden-blush.”
Miriam flushed. She had a beautiful warm colouring.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“You don’t have much in your garden,” he said.
“This is our first year here,” she answered, in a distant, rather superior way, drawing back and going indoors. He did not notice, but went his round of exploration. Presently his mother came out, and they went through the buildings. Paul was hugely delighted.
“And I suppose you have the fowls and calves and pigs to look after?” said Mrs. Morel to Mrs. Leivers.
“No,” replied the little woman. “I can’t find time to look after cattle, and I’m not used to it. It’s as much as I can do to keep going in the house.”
“Well, I suppose it is,” said Mrs. Morel.
Presently the girl came out.
“Tea is ready, mother,” she said in a musical, quiet voice.
“Oh, thank you, Miriam, then we’ll come,” replied her mother, almost ingratiatingly. “Would you care to have tea now, Mrs. Morel?”
“Of course,” said Mrs. Morel. “Whenever it’s ready.”
Paul and his mother and Mrs. Leivers had tea together. Then they went out into the wood that was flooded with bluebells, while fumy forget-me-nots were in the paths. The mother and son were in ecstasy together.
When they got back to the house, Mr. Leivers and Edgar, the eldest son, were in the kitchen. Edgar was about eighteen. Then Geoffrey and Maurice, big lads of twelve and thirteen, were in from school. Mr. Leivers was a good-looking man in the prime of life, with a golden-brown moustache, and blue eyes screwed up against the weather.
The boys were condescending, but Paul scarcely observed it. They went round for eggs, scrambling into all sorts of places. As they were feeding the fowls Miriam came out. The boys took no notice of her. One hen, with her yellow
