"'Tis too far for you, ma'am, 'deed 'tis. And I always think that
Ramdale be a terrible gloomy place. I had a nephew who was courting
with a farmer's daughter over yon, and he said most o' the folk seemed
asleep, and only concerned wi' their own selves."
"That's not uncommon in busy towns, Brenda; we're all apt to get like
that."
She made quite a story of her wanderings to the children that evening.
Ruffie insisted upon being taken to the window to see the Fells over
which she had climbed. And then gazing ecstatically at the purple
mountains, he said softly:
"I should like, oh I should like to be lifted up to the top of one.
Perhaps when I'm a man I can go in an aeroplane. Dad said I might. I've
never, never been higher than the ground by the lake."
"We've climbed a part of Helvellyn once," said Georgie proudly; "Dad
took us in his car, and we were out the whole day."
"I don't see why," said Anstice slowly, "Ruffie should not go up into
the Fells one day. I shall try and think of a way."
Ruffie's eyes sparkled.
"You can do anything, Steppie; you're like a magic fairy. You see, I'm
too big to be carried a long way now. People get tired."
But his wistful voice remained in Anstice's mind, and the very next
morning she was writing to a certain firm in town, asking them to send
her down two large wicker panthers suitable for a pony to carry young
children in.
Louise turned up in two days' time about half an hour before lunch.
Anstice took her into the drawing-room, which was now a most charming
spot. The conservatory was full of flowers, and a small aviary at
one side of it was the children's constant joy. A pair of doves, two
lovebirds, four canaries, and various small foreign birds were at
present the happy family in it.
Louise drew a long breath as she stood in the middle of the room.
"This is a perfect Paradise," she said. "If I had such a room to live
in, I suppose I should not be so susceptible to the outside scenery."
"I have had a considerable amount of effort and work over this," said
Anstice. "I do believe in having a bright atmosphere inside a house
wherever you are, especially with children. But you could do a good
deal with your vicarage if you chose. Are you fond of flowers?"
"I suppose I am not. I never have any in the house. They are too much
bother. I have just let everything go. I am glad you did not see the
other room where I sit. It has a piano, a round table and three chairs.
There are three pictures on the walls which are colour-washed like
those in the dining-room. I have about half a dozen books, and my
work-basket. My uncle has never had any money to spend on knick-knacks
or comforts. He would be happy in a monk's cell, and I have given up
asking for things that I know the house requires."
"I have a lot of suggestions to make to you, but we will wait till
after lunch."
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