Chapter 56

So, Nelly would be in one of her sulky moods when she smeared everything, and advertised a maddening and wilful incapacity, because Rudolph Valentino was to be seen at the Castle Craven picture-house that evening, and Nelly’s urge towards romance and sheikishness was symbolised by silk stockings. Mary got out of the hammock, and took the trodden path through the long grass, but half-way through the orchard she paused. She seemed to stand like Lot’s wife. “Hallo, young fellah my lad—what about it?” “Bob—old man! Com…