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He could see his father in his own particular chair, the mother in hers, and the back of a girl at the piano by the big potpourri jar. The gardens looked half divine in the moonlight, and he turned down through the roses to finish his pipe. HE COULD SEE HIS FATHER IN HIS OWN PARTICULAR CHAIR THE MOTHER IN HERS AND THE BACK OF A GIRL AT THE PIANO BY THE BIG POPERY JAR THE GARDENS LOOKED HALF DIVINE IN THE MOONLIGHT AND HE TURNED DOWN THROUGH THE ROSES TO FINISH HIS PIPE
laret with sandwiches of potted egg and things that adoring women make and men never notice. Then back, to surprise the otter grubbing for fresh-water mussels, the rabbits on the edge of the beechwoods foraging in the clover, and the policeman-like white owl stooping to the little fieldmice, till the moon was strong, and he took his rod apart, and went home through well-remembered gaps in the hedges. He fetched a compass round the house, for, though he might have broken every law of the establishment every hour, the law of his boyhood was unbreakable: after fishing you went in by the south garden back-door, cleaned up in the outer scullery, and did not present yourself to your elders and your betters till you had washed and changed. “Half-past ten, by Jove! Well, we’ll make the sport an excuse. They wouldn’t want to see me the first evening, at any rate. Gone to bed, probably.” He skirted by the open French windows of the drawing-room. “No, they haven’t. They look very comfy in there.” HE WHITE MOTH HE SAT DOWN TO EXCELLENT CLARET WITH SANDWICHES OF POTTED EGG AND THINGS THAT ADORING WOMEN MAKE AND MEN NEVER NOTICE THEN BACK TO SURPRISE THE OTTER GRUBBING FOR FRESH WATER MUSSELS THE RABBITS ON THE EDGE OF THE BEECH WOODS FORAGING IN THE CLOVER AND THE POLICEMAN LIKE WHITE OWL STOOPING TO THE LITTLE FIELD MICE TILL THE MOON WAS STRONG AND HE TOOK HIS ROD APART AND WENT HOME THROUGH WELL REMEMBERED GAPS IN THE HEDGES HE FETCHED A COMPASS ROUND THE HOUSE FOR THOUGH HE MIGHT HAVE BROKEN EVERY LAW OF THE ESTABLISHMENT EVERY HOUR THE LAW OF HIS BOYHOOD WAS UNBREAKABLE AFTER FISHING HE WENT IN BY THE SOUTH GARDEN BACK DOOR CLEANED UP IN THE OUTER SCULLERY AND DID NOT PRESENT YOURSELF TO ELDERS NE'BETTOS TILL YOU HAD WASHED AND CHANGED HALF PAST TEN BY JOVE WELL WE'LL MAKE THE SPORT AN EXCUSE THEY WOULDN'T WANT TO SEE ME THE FIRST EVENING AT ANY RATE GONE TO BED PROBABLY HE'S SKIRTED BY THE OPEN FRENCH WINDOWS OF THE DRAWING ROOM NO THEY HAVEN'T THEY LOOK VERY COMFYING THERE
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