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expostulated--playfully, of course. Happily the road was not

overlooked. Finally, the entire apparatus became rigid, and I



abandoned the unequalcontest. For all practical purposes the

tricycle was no better than a heavy chair without castors. It was



a case of hauling or carrying."

The clergyman's nutriment appeared in the doorway.



"Five miles," said the clergyman. He began at once to eat bread

and butter vigorously. "Happily," he said, "I am an eupeptic,



energetic sort of person on principle. I would all men were

likewise."



"It's the best way," agreed Mr. Hoopdriver, and the conversation

gave precedence to bread and butter.



"Gelatine," said the clergyman, presently, stirring his tea

thoughtfully, "precipitates the tannin in one's tea and renders



it easy of digestion."

"That's a useful sort of thing to know," said Mr. Hoopdriver.



"You are altogether welcome," said the clergyman, biting

generously at two pieces of bread and butter folded together.



In the afternoon our two wanderers rode on at an easy pace

towards Stoney Cross. Conversation languished, the topic of South



Africa being in abeyance. Mr. Hoopdriver was silenced by

disagreeable thoughts. He had changed the last sovereign at



Ringwood. The fact had come upon him suddenly. Now too late he

was reflecting upon his resources. There was twenty pounds or



more in the post office savings bank in Putney, but his book was

locked up in his box at the Antrobus establishment. Else this



infatuated man would certainly have surreptitiously withdrawn the

entire sum in order to prolong these journeyings even for a few



days. As it was, the shadow of the end fell across his happiness.

Strangely enough, in spite of his anxiety and the morning's



collapse, he was still in a curious emotional state that was

certainly not misery. He was forgetting his imaginings and



posings, forgetting himself altogether in his growing

appreciation of his companion. The most tangible trouble in his



mind was the necessity of breaking the matter to her.

A long stretch up hill tired them long before Stoney Cross was



reached, and they dismounted and sat under the shade of a little

oak tree. Near the crest the road looped on itself, so that,



looking back, it sloped below them up to the right and then came

towards them. About them grew a rich heather with stunted oaks on



the edge of a deep ditch along the roadside, and this road was

sandy; below the steepness of the hill, however, it was grey and



barred with shadows, for there the trees clustered thick and

tall. Mr. Hoopdriver fumbled clumsily with his cigarettes.



"There's a thing I got to tell you," he said, trying to be

perfectly calm.



"Yes?" she said.

"I'd like to jest discuss your plans a bit, y'know."



"I'm very unsettled," said Jessie. "You are thinking of writing

Books?"



"Or doing journalism, or teaching, or something like that."

"And keeping yourself independent of your stepmother?"



"Yes."

"How long'd it take now, to get anything of that sort to do?"



"I don't know at all. I believe there are a great many women

journalists and sanitary inspectors, and black-and-white artists.



But I suppose it takes time. Women, you know, edit most papers

nowadays, George Egerton says. I ought, I suppose, to communicate



with a literary agent."

"Of course," said Hoopdriver, "it's very suitable work. Not being



heavy like the drapery."

"There's heavy brain labour, you must remember."



"That wouldn't hurt YOU," said Mr. Hoopdriver, turning a

compliment.



"It's like this," he said, ending a pause. "It's a juiced

nuisance alluding to these matters, but--we got very little more



money."

He perceived that Jessie started, though he did not look at her.



"I was counting, of course, on your friend's writing and your

being able to take some action to-day." 'Take some action' was a



phrase he had learnt at his last 'swop.'

"Money," said Jessie. "I didn't think of money."



"Hullo! Here's a tandem bicycle," said Mr. Hoopdriver, abruptly,

and pointing with his cigarette.



She looked, and saw two little figures emerging from among the

trees at the foot of the slope. The riders were bowed sternly






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