He went out into the garden, realising that he had made her perfectly happy.
CHAPTER XLVI
LYNETTE APPROVES
Eve came down to breakfast in the panelled dining-room at “Rock Cottage,” and stood at one of the open windows, watching an Aberdeen puppy demolishing an old shoe in the middle of the lawn. The grass had been mown the day before, and the two big borders on the near side of the yew hedge were full of colour, chiefly the blues of delphiniums and the rose and white of giant stocks. Nearer still were two rose beds planted with the choicest hybrid teas, and mauve and yellow violas. The rock garden beyond the yew hedge had lost some of its May gorgeousness, but the soft tints of its rocks and the greys and greens of the foliage were very restful to the eyes. Above it hung the blue curtain of a rare June day.
“Billy, you bad boy, come here!”
The puppy growled vigorously, and worried the shoe up and down the lawn.
“Oh, you baby! You have got to grow up into a responsible dog, and look after my house.”
She laughed, just because she was happy, and, kneeling on the window-seat, began a flirtation with Master Billy, who was showing off like any small boy.
“Now, I’m sure I’m more interesting than that shoe.”