“We can only use words, even when we feel that we could get beyond words. Music goes farther, and colour, and growth. I don’t think you will ever hurt the child if you are the child with her.”
“Yes, I understand.”
CHAPTER X
TEA IN THE WILDERNESS
Canterton needed pictures of the Italian gardens at Latimer Abbey, and since he had received permission to show the Latimer gardens in his book, it devolved upon Eve Carfax to make a pilgrimage to the place. Latimer, a small country town, lay some seventy miles away, and Canterton, who knew the place, told Eve to write to the George Hotel and book a room there. The work might take her a week, or more, if the weather proved cloudy. Canterton wanted the gardens painted in full sunlight, with all the shadows sharp, and the colours at their brightest.
The day before Eve’s journey to Latimer was a “Wilderness day.” Lynette had made Eve promise to have a camp tea with her in the dell among the larches.
“Daddy says you like sweet cakes.”
“Daddy’s a tease.”
“I asked Sarah, and she’s made a lot of lovely little cakes, some with chocolate ice, and some with jam and cream inside.”