“Am I really so nice? I am glad for your sake. I wish I could see myself.”
“You can’t. You must wait till we get home.”
“I shall never be able,” she said, laughing. “Look: here’s a way.”
“So there is. Well done, woman’s wit!”
“Hold me steady!”
“Oh yes.”
“And don’t let me fall, will you?”
“By no means.”
Below their seat the thread of water paused to spread out into a smooth small pool. Knight supported her whilst she knelt down and leant over it.
“I can see myself. Really, try as religiously as I will, I cannot help admiring my appearance in them.”