It's amazing what a difference it makes, don't you
think so? Why, before I was married I used to chatter on in the most
ridicilous way (Caroline always said ridicilous) and now-but there I
go, talking of myself, and it's you I want to hear about. Now,
Maggie, tell me--" But the sudden entrance of Grace and Paul
checked, for the moment, these confidences. Caroline did not stay
long this first time. She talked a little, drank some tea, ate a
biscuit, smiled at Paul and departed. She felt, perhaps, that Grace
did not approve of her. Grace had not seen her before, certainly she
would not approve of the peach-coloured dress and the smile at Paul.
And then the girl talked too much. She had interrupted Grace in the
middle of one of her stories.
When Caroline had departed (after kissing Maggie affectionately)
Grace said:
"And so you knew her before, Maggie?"
"I knew her in London," said Maggie.
"I like her," said Paul. "A bright young creature."
"Hum!" said Grace.
That was a wonderful spring evening, the first spring evening of the
year. The ugly garden swam in a mist faintly cherry-colour; through
the mist a pale evening sky, of so rich a blue that it was almost
white, was shadowing against a baby moon sharply gold.
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