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PART II - CHAPTER II
A SHADOW IN SPRING

built and finished, and left to tumble down again with nobody to live in it.'
'Why-what 's up-really?'
He laughed bitterly, saying: `Come and sit down.'
He led me off to a seat by the north door, between two pews, very black and silent. There we sat, he putting his gun carefully beside him. He remainQd perfectly still, thinking.
'What 's up?' he said, at last. ` Why-I 'll tell you. I went to Cambridge-my father was a big cattle dealerhe died bankrupt while I was in college, and I never took my degree. They persuaded me to be a parson, and a parson I was.
` I went a curate to a little place in Leicestershire-a bonny place, with not many people, and a fine old church, and a great rich parsonage. I hadn't overmuch to do, and the rector-he was the son of an earl-was generous. He lent me a horse and would have me hunt like the rest. I always think of that place with a smell of honeysuckle while the grass is wet in the morning. It was fine, and I enjoyed myself, and did the parish work all right. I believe I was pretty good.
`A cousin of the rector's used to come in the hunting season-a Lady Christabel, lady in her own right. The second year I was there she came in June. There wasn't much company, so she used to tall-, to me-I used to read then-and she used to pretend to be so childish and unknowing, and would get me telling her things, and talking to her, and I was hot on things. We must play tennis together, and ride together, and I must row her down the river. She said we were in the wilderness and could do as we liked. She made me wear flannels and soft clothes. She was very fine and frank and unconventional-ripping, I thought her. All the summer she stopped on. I should meet her in the garden early in the morning when I came from a swim in the river-it was cleared and deepened on purpose-and she'd blush and make me walk with her. I can remember I used to stand and dry myself on the bank full where she might see me-I was mad on her-and she was madder on me.
'We went to some caves in Derbyshire once, and she

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