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Undone. Mr. Bemmerton shook his head and drove on. "The wars are over," he responded lightly. "And they wish us now. " Snap, snap, went the dry stubble lower than the carriage wheels. Above them, the silent beech bushes looked as if it would grasp upon the hills. Richenda, sitting contrary him, swung her slippered ft to the lurching of the clumsy trainer and scowled her fast, II unusual scowl. "Mary Egerton used to be "Our adolescence "Childhood's our buddy, Margaret," her mom stated. pal. " a very long time in the past! " Richard's mom burst out bitterly. He felt he stared ashamed of down over her, he remembered. His cheeks ablaze, the wheels of the trainer on the scarlet pim- pernels clustered around the backside of the wheat stalks. have been starting to be faded in the bleaching solar. He questioned They angrily 4 • why Maplehampden his father be proud. A had now not given him a mom of whom he may possibly powerful, quiet mom, like Richenda's. was once now not his mother's egocentric fears nor but the warriors looking the younger king that set that day aside. It was once now not the grown-ups' international that he observed in his reminiscence. It used to be their very own: all of the kid's. It was once Richenda and Thomas and himself elderly seven who reached out their fingers to him around the yet it — — years. This used to be how it used to be. Over the weir, no longer 3 toes above the water, stretched a slender plank bridge, below a foot vast. It was once utilized by the watermen after they cleared the reeds and lifeless leaves introduced down through the wintry weather gales. Richard took one examine the roaring fall of water and the rickety factor that spanned it and felt the problem of them either. but, to talk fact, it used to be greater than a problem. And worse. For he had stared in amazement at Thomas at their first assembly, after which stared at his father's nice residence, and have been stabbed through the injustice of so puny a boy a Royalist at that —being inheritor not anything at — to so a lot, whereas he — Richard Holder—had all. That mad crossing of the weir was once performed to disgrace Thomas. "I guess you've gotten by no means performed this," he hurled again at him, as he ran out over the River Thames. the space among one stout submit pushed into the river-bed and the following used to be so broad that the only plank that spanned the space bent down and swung up below the burden of his operating, as if It have been alive. It stunned him. It took away his breath. On his correct the river slid in the direction of him, soft and smiling and entire of guile. On his left It roared downwards six ft or extra into an indignant whirl of white waters. He needs to hurry, hurry, he concept In a surprising flurry of worry, in any other case the plank could jump him off Into the water. His ears buzzed. It got here to him that he have been a idiot. an exceptional idiot. He vowed that he may by no means do this sort of silly factor back. by no means. Out in the course of the river the roar of the weir appeared to batter all Maplehampden feel out of his head. down he made keep on with worry, falling water used to be tugging at him five to into the tumbling race under. In a final far more than it rickety The • a wild lunge for the Berkshire financial institution. bridge, as if game, in And the him up and ahead tossed air right into a financial institution of Berkshire nettles.