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an illusive look。 You want to aim all through the decorations at what I call charm。〃
Soames said： 〃You mean that my wife has charm！〃
Bosinney evaded the question。
〃You should have a clump of iris plants in the centre of that court。〃
Soames smiled superciliously。
〃I'll look into Beech's some time；〃 he said； 〃and see what's appropriate！〃
They； found little else to say to each other； but on the way to the Station Soames asked：
〃I suppose you find Irene very artistic。〃
〃Yes。〃 The abrupt answer was as distinct a snub as saying： 〃If you want to discuss her you can do it with someone else！〃
And the slow； sulky anger Soames had felt all the afternoon burned the brighter within him。
Neither spoke again till they were close to the Station； then Soames asked：
〃When do you expect to have finished？〃
〃By the end of June； if you really wish me to decorate as well。〃
Soames nodded。 〃But you quite understand；' he said； 〃that the house is costing me a lot beyond what I contemplated。 I may as well tell you that I should have thrown it up； only I'm not in the habit of giving up what I've set my mind on。〃
Bosinney made no reply。 And Soames gave him askance a look of dogged dislikefor in spite of his fastidious air and that supercilious； dandified taciturnity； Soames； with his set lips and squared chin； was not unlike a bulldog。。。。
When； at seven o'clock that evening； June arrived at 62； Montpellier Square； the maid Bilson told her that Mr。 Bosinney was in the drawing…room； the mistressshe saidwas dressing； and would be down in a minute。 She would tell her that Miss June was here。
June stopped her at once。
〃All right； Bilson；〃 she said； 〃I'll just go in。 You； needn't hurry Mrs。 Soames。〃
She took off her cloak； and Bilson； with an understanding look； did not even open the drawing…room door for her； but ran downstairs。
June paused for a moment to look at herself in the； little old…fashioned silver mirror above the oaken rug chesta slim； imperious young figure； with a small resolute face； in a white frock； cut moon…shaped at the base of a neck too slender for her crown of twisted red…gold hair。
She opened the drawing…room door softly； meaning to take him by surprise。 The room was filled with a sweet hot scent of flowering azaleas。
She took a long breath of the perfume； and heard Bosinney's voice； not in the room； but quite close； saying。
〃Ah！ there were such heaps of things I wanted to talk about； and now we shan't have time！〃
Irene's voice answered： 〃Why not at dinner？〃
〃How can one talk。。。。〃
June's first thought was to go away； but instead she crossed to the long window opening on the little court。 It was from there that the scent of the azaleas came； and； standing with their backs to her； their faces buried in the goldenpink blossoms； stood her lover and Irene。
Silent but unashamed； with flaming cheeks and angry eyes； the girl watched。
〃Come on Sunday by yourselfWe can go over the house together。〃
June saw Irene look up at him through her screen of blossoms。 It was not the look of a coquette； butfar worse to the watching girlof a woman fearful lest that look should say too much。
〃I've promised to go for a drive with Uncle。。。。〃
〃The big one！ Make him bring you； it's only ten milesthe very thing for his horses。〃
〃Poor old Uncle Swithin！〃
A wave of the azalea scent drifted into June's face； she felt sick and dizzy。
〃Do！ ah！ do！〃
〃But why？〃
〃I must see you thereI thought you'd like to help me。。。。〃
The answer seemed to the girl to come softly with a tremble from amongst the blossoms： 〃So I do！〃
And she stepped into the open space of the window。
〃How stuffy it is here！〃 she said； 〃I can't bear this scent！〃
Her eyes； so angry and direct； swept both their faces。
〃Were you talking about the house？ I haven't seen it yet； you knowshall we all go on Sunday？〃'
》From Irene's face the colour had flown。
〃I am going for a drive that day with Uncle Swithin；〃 she answered。
〃Uncle Swithin！ What does he matter？ You can throw him over！〃
〃I am not in the habit of throwing people over！〃
There was a sound of footsteps and June saw Soames standing just behind her。
〃Well！ if you are all ready；〃 said Irene； looking from one to the other with a strange smile； 〃dinner is too！〃
CHAPTER II
JUNE'S TREAT
Dinner began in silence； the women facing one another； and the men。
In silence the soup； was finishedexcellent； if a little thick； and fish was brought。 In silence it was handed。
Bosinney ventured： 〃It's the first spring day。〃
Irene echoed softly： Yesthe first spring day。
〃Spring！〃 said June： 〃there isn't a breath of air！〃 No one replied。
The fish was taken away； a fine fresh sole from Dover。 And Bilson brought champagne； a bottle swathed around the neck with white。。。。
Soames said： 〃You'll find it dry。〃
Cutlets were handed； each pink…frilled about the legs。 They were refused by June； and silence fell。
Soames said： 〃You'd better take a cutlet； June； there's nothing coming。〃
But June again refused； so they were borne away。 And then Irene asked： 〃Phil； have you heard my blackbird？〃
Bosinney answered： 〃Ratherhe's got a hunting…song。 As I came round I heard him in the Square。〃
〃He's such a darling！〃
〃Salad； sir？〃 Spring chicken was removed。
But Soames was speaking： 〃The asparagus is very poor。 Bosinney； glass of sherry with your sweet？ June； you're drinking nothing！〃
June said： 〃You know I never do。 Wine's such horrid stuff！〃
An apple charlotte came upon a silver dish； And smilingly Irene said： 〃The azaleas are so wonderful this year！〃
To this Bosinney murmured： 〃Wonderful！ The scent's extraordinary！〃
June said： 〃How can you like the scent？ Sugar； please； Bilson。'
Sugar was handed her； and Soames remarked： 〃'This charlottes good！〃
The charlotte was removed。 Long silence followed。 Irene； beckoning； said： 〃Take out the azalea； Bilson。 Miss June can't bear the scent。〃
〃No； let it stay；〃 said June。
Olives from France； with Russian caviare； were placed on little plates。 And Soames remarked： 〃Why can't we have the Spanish？ But no one answered。
The olives were removed。 Lifting her tumbler June demanded： 〃Give me some water； please。〃 Water was given her。 A silver tray was brought； with German plums。 There was a lengthy pause。 In perfect harmony all were eating them。
Bosinney counted up the stones： 〃This yearnext yearsome time。〃
Irene finished softly： 〃Never！ There was such a glorious sunset。 The sky's all ruby stillso beautiful！〃
He answered： 〃Underneath the dark。〃
Their eyes had met； and June cried scornfully： 〃A London sunset！〃
Egyptian cigarettes were handed in a silver box。 Soames； taking one； remarked： 〃What time's your play begin？〃
No one replied； and Turkish coffee followed in enamelled cups。
Irene； smiling quietly； said： 〃If only。。。。〃
〃Only what？〃 said June。
〃If only it could always be the spring！〃
Brandy was handed； it was pale and old。
Soames said： 〃Bosinney； better take some brandy。〃
Bosinney took a glass； they all arose。
〃You want a cab？〃 asked Soames。
June answered： 〃No！ My cloaks Please； Bilson。〃 Her cloak was brought。
Irene； from the window； murmured： 〃Such a lovely night！ The stars are coming out！〃
Soames added： 〃Well； I hope you'll both enjoy yourselves。〃
》From the door June answered： 〃Thanks。 Come； Phil。〃
Bosinney cried： 〃I'm coming。〃
Soames smiled a sneering smile； and said： 〃I wish you luck！〃
And at the door Irene watched them go。
Bosinney called： 〃Good night！〃
〃Good night！〃 she answered softly。。。。
June made her lover take her on the top of a 'bus； saying she wanted air； and there sat silent； with her face to the breeze。
The driver turned once or twice； with the intention of venturing a remark； but thought better of it。 They were a lively couple！ The spring had got into his blood； too； he felt the need for letting steam escape； and clucked his tongue； flourishing his whip； wheeling his horses； and even they； poor things； had smelled the spring； and for a brief half…hour spurned the pavement with happy hoofs。
The whole town was alive； the boughs； curled upward with their decking of young leaves； awaited some gift the breeze could bring。 New…lighted lamps were gaining mastery； and the faces of the crowd showed pale under that glare； while on high the great white clouds slid swiftly； softly； over the purple sky。
Men in； evening dress had thrown back overcoats； stepping jauntily up the steps of Clubs； working folk loitered； and women… …those women who at that time of night are solitarysolitary and moving eastward in a streamswung slowly along； with expectation in their gait； dreaming of good wine and a good supper； orfor an unwonted minute； of kisses given for love。
Those countless figures； going their ways under the lamps and the moving…sky； had one and all received some restless blessing from the stir of spring。 And one and all； like those clubmen with their opened coats； had shed something of caste； and creed； and custom； and by the cock of their hats； the pace of their walk； their laughter； or their silence； revealed their common kinship under the pa