23/32 He's always in the garden--though not a human creature is allowed to go near for fear they'll look at him." Mr.Craven scarcely heard her last words. "In the garden!" He had to make an effort to bring himself back to the place he was standing in and when he felt he was on earth again he turned and went out of the room. He took his way, as Mary had done, through the door in the shrubbery and among the laurels and the fountain beds. The fountain was playing now and was encircled by beds of brilliant autumn flowers. He crossed the lawn and turned into the Long Walk by the ivied walls. |