The Story of Bawn

terraces before the house smelt deliciously, for a water-sprinkler in the grass sent out fine spray like a fountain. It was ver

to run at the foot of a rose tree. "See how busy I am! Of course, a

y, but she looked as though the hot weather dealt gently with her. As she sat down by me and took Dido's head into her lap, to the great discomfor

k cool,"

first we will have tea. Joan has a sick headache and will h

than commonly trying. I looked at my godmother with new interest, having learnt what had befallen Uncle Luke. She wore her hair in an old-fashioned way which became her. It was in loops

tween her hands and loo

very old, Bawn,"

thing Maureen had said

o to Uncle Lu

ed red a

been hearing, B

. I did not think it wrong to listen to her, sin

spare me," she sa

. She hinted that you had been hard on U

likely I was ha

nto hers. The two hearts that were always faithful to

you were no

ot know," she

dog for y

ruer hear

vour that startled me. T

girl. All the tragedy is over and done. I don't mind telling you, Bawn-Irene is beyond being hurt by it-that she was fond of Luke. Perhaps it was my fault. Luke had hurt me and I was angry, saying to myself that I did well to be angr

reat thing to be

and fro bringing us the tea equipage, the bread and butter and sandwiches and hot tea-cake

u have heard enough, little Bawn; only take warning by the sins and follies of

nclined to quarrel with Theobald. And, dear godmo

too much. I thought I did well for his own sake to be angry and I sent him away unforgiven. There were many ready to comfort him, and it was not in him to rebuff a woma

Maureen

It was like Jasper Tuite that he could