4Sarnac stopped short in his talk and rose with something between a laugh and a sigh. He stood facing westward and Sunray stood beside him.
“This story will go on for ever if I digress like this. See! the sun will be behind that ridge in another ten minutes. I cannot finish this evening, because most of the story part still remains to be told.”
“There are roast fowls with sweet corn and chestnuts,” said Firefly. “Trout and various fruits.”
“And some of that golden wine?” said Radiant.
“Some of that golden wine.”
Sunray, who had been very still and intent, awoke. “Sarnac dear,” she said, slipping her arm through his. “What became of Uncle John Julip?”
Sarnac reflected. “I forget,” he said.
“Aunt Adelaide Julip died?” asked Willow.
“She died quite soon after we left Cherry Gardens. M
