“I was thinking of a life I shall never live.”
He came up to the window-seat.
“Some of it might have been passed in just such a garden as this within sound of bells.”
With a change of voice she added:
“How Robin will love it!”
“The life you will never live?” said the Canon, smiling gravely.
“No, the garden.”
“Then you haven’t a doubt?”
“Oh no. When I know a thing there’s no room in me for hesitation. I shall love being here with Robin as I have never loved anything yet.”
The quarter struck in the Cathedral tower.