45/55 'There 'asn't been a telegram that I know of, and I 'ave received no instructions.' I lit my pipe and sat for twenty minutes reading a weekly paper. Then I got up and looked at the family portraits. The moon coming through the lattice invited me out-of-doors as a cure for my anxiety. It was after eleven o'clock, and I was still without any knowledge of my next step. By the water's edge was a little formal garden with grey stone parapets which now gleamed like dusky marble. |