And the green leaves flourished around.’”
Then Kate said, clapping her hands’
“Is there not a great deal in that song of the tree in the wood? I suppose in paradise that Adam stood by the tree of life and felt happy when he held Eve by the hand and looked into her eyes. If he could have written, he would have cut these same words in the bark of the tree of life. And years went by, and it was always and ever the same story: the young grew old, and then others came in their places, and loving hearts met, and again and again in an endless whirl, and an ever-returning tide, and a perpetual circling of the stars in heaven, and the new flowers coming after the old have died’‘As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be.’”
Then Jan started up, drew his hand from Rose, and said’
“We have come for you, Kitty. As soon as the horse has had a feed, we must be off.”
“Is there such a terrible hurry?” asked Rose with a tone of reproach in her voice.
“We have no time to lose.”
“Lose, Jan?”
“To waste, I mean.”
“Waste, Jan?”