But at least he had the chance to probe the situation a little deeper; even if prudence should ultimately forbid him anything more.
Helena had chosen a wooden seat round one of the finest limes.

Some books brought out for show rather than use, lay beside her.

A piece of knitting--a scarf of a bright greenish yellow--lay on the lap of her white dress.

She had taken off her hat, and Geoffrey was passionately conscious of the beauty of the brown head resting, as she talked, against the furrowed trunk of the lime.

Her brown-gold hair was dressed in the new way, close to the head and face, and fastened by some sapphire pins behind the ear.