19/27 I daresay I'll be for tearing it up, so you'd better lock it away. Do you feel equal to walking ten miles? I've been cramped up too long." This time it was a mood of physical restlessness. She walked and rode and went out golfing, and played tennis, and rowed on the river, and did a thousand things, while Mrs.Morres made her delicate wheels and trefoils, and smiled a more Sibylline smile than ever. When the sound of his footstep and of his voice reached them where they stood in the drawing-room awaiting him, her Ladyship turned to Mary, and her face was full of an immense relief. |