“Yes.”
“Symbolism?”
“I may have been thinking of something you said the other day.”
A full-throated and good-humoured voice was heard calling, “Lynette—Lynette!”
“Oh, there’s Miss Vance! It’s the music lesson. I’ll show her the Serpent Devil. I’ll come back, Miss Eve, presently.”
“Yes, come back, little Beech Leaf.”
They were silent for a few moments after she had gone.
“I like that name—‘Little Beech Leaf.’ Just the colour—in autumn, and racing about in the wind.”
He came and stood in front of Eve.
“You seem to be getting on famously, you two.”