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"
Anyhow
he
wouldn
’
t
be
any
good
,
"
said
Julia
.
He
led
his
own
life
.
He
went
out
on
the
river
and
lay
about
the
garden
reading
.
On
his
seventeenth
birthday
Julia
had
given
him
a
very
smart
roadster
,
and
in
this
he
careered
about
the
country
at
breakneck
speeds
.
"
There
’
s
one
comfort
,
"
said
Julia
.
"
He
’
s
no
bother
.
He
seems
quite
capable
of
amusing
himself
.
"
On
Sundays
they
had
a
good
many
people
down
for
the
day
,
actors
and
actresses
,
an
occasional
writer
,
and
a
sprinkling
of
some
of
their
grander
friends
.
Julia
found
these
parties
very
amusing
and
she
knew
that
people
liked
to
come
to
them
.
On
the
first
Sunday
after
Roger
’
s
arrival
there
was
a
great
mob
.
Roger
was
very
polite
to
the
guests
.
He
did
his
duty
as
part
host
like
a
man
of
the
world
.
But
it
seemed
to
Julia
that
he
held
himself
in
some
curious
way
aloof
,
as
though
he
were
playing
a
part
in
which
he
had
not
lost
himself
,
and
she
had
an
uneasy
feeling
that
he
was
not
accepting
all
these
people
,
but
coolly
judging
them
.
She
had
an
impression
that
he
took
none
of
them
very
seriously
.
Tom
had
arranged
to
come
on
the
following
Saturday
and
she
drove
him
down
after
the
theatre
.
It
was
a
moonlit
night
and
at
that
hour
the
roads
were
empty
.
The
drive
was
enchanting
.
Julia
would
have
liked
it
to
go
on
for
ever
.
She
nestled
against
him
and
every
now
and
then
in
the
darkness
he
kissed
her
.
"
Are
you
happy
?
"
she
asked
.
"
Absolutely
.
"
Michael
and
Roger
had
gone
to
bed
,
but
supper
was
waiting
for
them
in
the
dining
-
room
.
The
silent
house
gave
them
the
feeling
of
being
there
without
leave
.
They
might
have
been
a
couple
of
wanderers
who
had
strolled
out
of
the
night
into
a
strange
house
and
found
a
copious
repast
laid
out
for
them
.
It
was
romantic
.
It
had
a
little
the
air
of
a
tale
in
the
Arabian
Nights
.
Julia
showed
him
his
room
,
which
was
next
door
to
Roger
’
s
,
and
then
went
to
bed
.
She
did
not
wake
till
late
next
morning
.
It
was
a
lovely
day
.
So
that
she
might
have
Tom
all
to
herself
she
had
not
asked
anybody
down
.
When
she
was
dressed
they
would
go
on
the
river
together
.
She
had
her
breakfast
and
her
bath
.
She
put
on
a
little
white
frock
that
suited
the
sunny
riverside
and
her
,
and
a
large
-
brimmed
red
straw
hat
whose
colour
threw
a
warm
glow
on
her
face
.
She
was
very
little
made
-
up
.
She
looked
at
herself
in
the
glass
and
smiled
with
satisfaction
.
She
really
looked
very
pretty
and
young
.
She
strolled
down
into
the
garden
.
There
was
a
lawn
that
stretched
down
to
the
river
,
and
here
she
saw
Michael
surrounded
by
the
Sunday
papers
.
He
was
alone
.
"
I
thought
you
’
d
gone
to
play
golf
.
"
"
No
,
the
boys
have
gone
.
I
thought
they
’
d
have
more
fun
if
I
let
them
go
alone
.
"
He
smiled
in
his
friendly
way
.
"
They
’
re
a
bit
too
active
for
me
.
They
were
bathing
at
eight
o
’
clock
this
morning
,
and
as
soon
as
they
’
d
swallowed
their
breakfast
they
bolted
off
in
Roger
’
s
car
.
"
