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The
gardener
had
gone
home
to
his
tea
.
Aunt
Eliza
had
driven
out
for
hers
a
long
way
off
,
and
was
not
expected
back
till
quite
late
;
and
this
far
end
of
the
garden
was
not
overlooked
by
any
windows
.
So
the
Tribute
blazed
on
merrily
unchecked
.
Villagers
far
away
,
catching
sight
of
the
flare
,
muttered
something
about
“
them
young
devils
at
their
tricks
again
,
”
and
trudged
on
beer
-
wards
.
Never
a
thought
of
what
day
it
was
,
never
a
thought
for
Nelson
,
who
preserved
their
honest
pint
-
pots
,
to
be
paid
for
in
honest
pence
,
and
saved
them
from
litres
and
decimal
coinage
.
Nearer
at
hand
,
frightened
rabbits
popped
up
and
vanished
with
a
flick
of
white
tails
;
scared
birds
fluttered
among
the
branches
,
or
sped
across
the
glade
to
quieter
sleeping
-
quarters
;
but
never
a
bird
nor
a
beast
gave
a
thought
to
the
hero
to
whom
they
owed
it
that
each
year
their
little
homes
of
horsehair
,
wool
,
or
moss
,
were
safe
stablished
’
neath
the
flap
of
the
British
flag
;
and
that
Game
Laws
,
quietly
permanent
,
made
la
chasse
a
terror
only
to
their
betters
.
No
one
seemed
to
know
,
nor
to
care
,
nor
to
sympathise
.
In
all
the
ecstasy
of
her
burnt
-
offering
and
sacrifice
,
Selina
stood
alone
.
And
yet
—
not
quite
alone
!
For
,
as
the
fire
was
roaring
at
its
best
,
certain
stars
stepped
delicately
forth
on
the
surface
of
the
immensity
above
,
and
peered
down
doubtfully
—
with
wonder
at
first
,
then
with
interest
,
then
with
recognition
,
with
a
start
of
glad
surprise
.
THEY
at
least
knew
all
about
it
,
THEY
understood
.
Among
THEM
the
Name
was
a
daily
familiar
word
;
his
story
was
a
part
of
the
music
to
which
they
swung
,
himself
was
their
fellow
and
their
mate
and
comrade
.
So
they
peeped
,
and
winked
,
and
peeped
again
,
and
called
to
their
laggard
brothers
to
come
quick
and
see
.
“
The
best
of
life
is
but
intoxication
;
”
and
Selina
,
who
during
her
brief
inebriation
had
lived
in
an
ecstasy
as
golden
as
our
drab
existence
affords
,
had
to
experience
the
inevitable
bitterness
of
awakening
sobriety
,
when
the
dying
down
of
the
flames
into
sullen
embers
coincided
with
the
frenzied
entrance
of
Aunt
Eliza
on
the
scene
.
It
was
not
so
much
that
she
was
at
once
and
forever
disrated
,
broke
,
sent
before
the
mast
,
and
branded
as
one
on
whom
no
reliance
could
be
placed
,
even
with
Edward
safe
at
school
,
and
myself
under
the
distant
vigilance
of
an
aunt
;
that
her
pocket
money
was
stopped
indefinitely
,
and
her
new
Church
Service
,
the
pride
of
her
last
birthday
,
removed
from
her
own
custody
and
placed
under
the
control
of
a
Trust
.
She
sorrowed
rather
because
she
had
dragged
poor
Harold
,
against
his
better
judgment
,
into
a
most
horrible
scrape
,
and
moreover
because
,
when
the
reaction
had
fairly
set
in
,
when
the
exaltation
had
fizzled
away
and
the
young
-
lady
portion
of
her
had
crept
timorously
back
to
its
wonted
lodging
,
she
could
only
see
herself
as
a
plain
fool
,
unjustified
,
undeniable
,
without
a
shadow
of
an
excuse
or
explanation
.
As
for
Harold
,
youth
and
a
short
memory
made
his
case
less
pitiful
than
it
seemed
to
his
more
sensitive
sister
True
,
he
started
upstairs
to
his
lonely
cot
bellowing
dismally
,
before
him
a
dreary
future
of
pains
and
penalties
,
sufficient
to
last
to
the
crack
of
doom
.
Outside
his
door
,
however
,
he
tumbled
over
Augustus
the
cat
,
and
made
capture
of
him
;
and
at
once
his
mourning
was
changed
into
a
song
of
triumph
,
as
he
conveyed
his
prize
into
port
.
For
Augustus
,
who
detested
above
all
things
going
to
bed
with
little
boys
,
was
ever
more
knave
than
fool
,
and
the
trapper
who
was
wily
enough
to
ensnare
him
had
achieved
something
notable
.
Augustus
,
when
he
realized
that
his
fate
was
sealed
,
and
his
night
’
s
lodging
settled
,
wisely
made
the
best
of
things
,
and
listened
,
with
a
languorous
air
of
complete
comprehension
,
to
the
incoherent
babble
concerning
pigs
and
heroes
,
moles
and
bonfires
,
which
served
Harold
for
a
self
-
sung
lullaby
.
Yet
it
may
be
doubted
whether
Augustus
was
one
of
those
rare
fellows
who
thoroughly
understood
.
But
Selina
knew
no
more
of
this
source
of
consolation
than
of
the
sympathy
with
which
the
stars
were
winking
above
her
;
and
it
was
only
after
some
sad
interval
of
time
,
and
on
a
very
moist
pillow
,
that
she
drifted
into
that
quaint
inconsequent
country
where
you
may
meet
your
own
pet
hero
strolling
down
the
road
,
and
commit
what
hair
-
brained
oddities
you
like
,
and
everybody
understands
and
appreciates
.
Those
memorable
days
that
move
in
procession
,
their
heads
just
out
of
the
mist
of
years
long
dead
—
the
most
of
them
are
full
-
eyed
as
the
dandelion
that
from
dawn
to
shade
has
steeped
itself
in
sunlight
.
Here
and
there
in
their
ranks
,
however
,
moves
a
forlorn
one
who
is
blind
—
blind
in
the
sense
of
the
dulled
window
-
pane
on
which
the
pelting
raindrops
have
mingled
and
run
down
,
obscuring
sunshine
and
the
circling
birds
,
happy
fields
,
and
storied
garden
;
blind
with
the
spatter
of
a
misery
uncomprehended
,
unanalysed
,
only
felt
as
something
corporeal
in
its
buffeting
effects
.
Martha
began
it
;
and
yet
Martha
was
not
really
to
blame
.
Indeed
,
that
was
half
the
trouble
of
it
—
no
solid
person
stood
full
in
view
,
to
be
blamed
and
to
make
atonement
.
There
was
only
a
wretched
,
impalpable
condition
to
deal
with
.
Breakfast
was
just
over
;
the
sun
was
summoning
us
,
imperious
as
a
herald
with
clamour
of
trumpet
;
I
ran
upstairs
to
her
with
a
broken
bootlace
in
my
hand
,
and
there
she
was
,
crying
in
a
corner
,
her
head
in
her
apron
.
Nothing
could
be
got
from
her
but
the
same
dismal
succession
of
sobs
that
would
not
have
done
,
that
struck
and
hurt
like
a
physical
beating
;
and
meanwhile
the
sun
was
getting
impatient
,
and
I
wanted
my
bootlace
.
Inquiry
below
stairs
revealed
the
cause
.
Martha
’
s
brother
was
dead
,
it
seemed
—
her
sailor
brother
Billy
;
drowned
in
one
of
those
strange
far
-
off
seas
it
was
our
dream
to
navigate
one
day
.
We
had
known
Billy
well
,
and
appreciated
him
.
When
an
approaching
visit
of
Billy
to
his
sister
had
been
announced
,
we
had
counted
the
days
to
it
.
