I am hardly ever afraid of anything now--only I do not like a
thunderstorm. It seems as if God were really angry then, and were not
considering sufficiently just whom He meant to hit."
Justice to her appeared to hold chief place among the virtues.
"Do you stay here all the year round?" asked Cheiron, presently, "or do
you sometimes have a trip to the seaside?"
"I have never been away since I first came--I would love to see the
sea," and her eyes became dreary. "I can just remember long ago with my
mother, we went once--she and I alone--" then she turned to her old
companion and looked up in his face.
"Had you a mother? Of course you had, but I mean one that you knew?"
The late Mrs. Carlyon had not meant anything much to her son in her
lifetime, and was now a far-off memory of forty years ago, so Cheiron
answered truthfully upon the subject, and Halcyone looked grave.
"When we have been friends for a long time I will tell you of my
beautiful mother--and I could let you share my memory of her
perhaps--but not to-day," she said.
And then she was silent for a while as they walked on.
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