David Blaize and the Blue DoorBenson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
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David Blaize and the Blue Door
Benson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Fantasy fiction; Imaginary places -- Juvenile fiction
So round and round he ran, though all the time there was nothing easier
than to walk out of the gate and get away from the marriage-meadow
altogether, for there was not a soul in sight nor any sound except that
of the pike still calling ‘Coward! Coward!’ But David had quite lost his
head, and such a simple thing as that never occurred to him at all. And
then he saw that he wasn’t alone in the field, for there was a man in a
hard hat and an ulster following him round and round. He was not
running, but was sliding, and all the time he got nearer and nearer to
David. All the time, too, David knew that he knew who it was, but he had
forgotten, just as he had forgotten how to fly, or how to count when he
was talking to that foolish trout. Nearer and nearer he crept, and
David, looking round, saw that he was already extending a stiff wooden
arm to catch him. When he saw that he was on the point of being caught,
he recovered his wits and knew that all he had to do was to get away
from the marriage-meadow at once. So, with redoubled speed, he bolted
towards the side of the field nearest him, just outside which there
stood a house with the door wide open. He didn’t care at all whether he
was prosecuted for going into a house that wasn’t his own; all that
mattered was to escape from this dreadful field where all trespassers
were married.
In he rushed with the sliding figure close behind him, and the door
banged to after them.
CHAPTER VIII
David was completely out of breath, and leaned against the wall to
recover, while his pursuer did the same. He remembered who it was now.
‘Oh, it’s you, Noah!’ he panted. ‘I couldn’t remember who you were. Why
did you run after me?’
Noah wiped his face with the edge of his ulster.
‘To catch you,’ said he. ‘What else should I run after you for? The
point is: Why did you run away?’
David didn’t see why he should tell Noah that his legs had been running
away from the pike, and his mind from being married. It had got nothing
to do with Noah, and besides it was a slightly undignified confession.
‘I like running,’ he said. ‘I shall walk and run, and fly and swim, just
as I choose.’
‘Hoity-toity!’ said Noah. ‘I expect that’ll be as _she_ chooses.’
‘Whom do you mean by “she”?’ asked David quite cheerfully, for he had
escaped from the awful meadow without being caught, and all risk of
being married was over.
‘I can’t tell you yet,’ said Noah, ‘but you’ll soon know. I’m not
certain who we have on our books this morning. Hark! There are the
church-bells beginning. That’s for you.’
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