The Battle Of The Strong

Chapter 24

Since the day of his secret marriage with Guida, Philip had been carried

along in the gale of naval preparation and incidents of war as a leaf is

borne onward by a storm--no looking back, to-morrow always the goal. But

as a wounded traveller nursing carefully his hurt seeks shelter from the

scorching sun and the dank air, and travels by little stages lest he

never come at all to friendly hostel, so Guida made her way slowly

through the months of winter and of spring.

In the past, it had been February to Guida because the yellow Lenten

lilies grew on all the sheltered cotils; March because the periwinkle and

the lords-and-ladies came; May when the cliffs were a blaze of golden

gorse and the perfume thereof made all the land sweet as a honeycomb.

Then came the other months, with h