‘Yes, dear,’ she said absently. ‘Yes, if I can.’
‘Of course you can,’ he said, ‘you can do everything.’
She sat down on a tuft of grass near him.
‘Quentin dear,’ she said, and something in her voice made him look up suddenly.
‘Oh, mother, what is it?’ he asked.
‘Daddy’s been wounded,’ she said; ‘he’s all right now, dear—don’t be frightened. Only I’ve got to go out to him. I shall meet him in [p62 Egypt. And you must go to school in Salisbury, a very nice school, dear, till I come back.’
‘Can’t I come too?’ he asked.
And when he understood that he could not he went on with the bricks in silence, with his mouth shut very tight.
After a moment he said, ‘Salisbury? Then I shall see Stonehenge?’
‘Yes,’ said his mother, pleased that he took the news so calmly, ‘you will be sure to see Stonehenge some time.’