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PART III - CHAPTER IV
DOMESTIC LIFE AT THE 'RAM'

It was with an effort I refrained from putting my lips to kiss her at that moment as she looked at me with womanly dignity and tenderness. Then I remembered, and said:
`But you are taking me to the stable, George! Come and see the horses too, Emily.'
`I will. I admire them so much,' she replied, and thus we both indulged him.
He talked to his horses and of them, laying his hand upon them, running over their limbs. The glossy, restless animals interested him more than anything. He broke into a little flush of enthusiasm over them. They were his new interest. They were quiet and yet responsive; he was their master and owner. This gave him real pleasure.
But the baby became displeased again. Emily looked at me for sympathy with him.
`He is a little wanderer,' she said, `he likes to be always moving. Perhaps he objects to the ammonia of stables too,' she added, frowning and laughing slightly, `it is not agreeable, is it?'
`Not particularly,' I agreed, and as she moved off I went with her, leaving him in the stables. When Emily and I were alone we sauntered aimlessly back to the garden. She persisted in talking to the baby, and in talking to me about the baby, till I wished the child in Jericho. This made her laugh, and she continued to tantalize me. The hollyhock flowers of the second whorl were flushing to the top of the spires. The bees, covered with pale crumbs of pollen, were swaying a moment outside the wide gates of the florets, then they swung in with excited hum, and clung madly to the furry white capitals, and worked riotously round the waxy bases. Emily held out the baby to watch, talking all the time in low, fond tones. The child stretched towards the bright flowers. The ' sun glistened on his smooth hair as on bronze dust, and the wondering blue eyes of the baby followed the bees. Then he made small sounds, and suddenly waved his hands, like rumpled pink hollyhock buds.
`Look!' said Emily, `look at the little bees! Ah, but you mustn't touch them, they bite. They're coming!' she cried, with sudden laughing apprehension, drawing the child away. He made noises of remonstrance. She put

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