She had seen it yesterday, she told him, in London, and had taken no
notice whatever of it.... The heavens were quickly peppered with pretty
stars, which Georgie after his busy interesting day enjoyed looking at,
though if he had had the arrangement of them, he would certainly have
put them into more definite patterns. Among them was a very red planet,
and Georgie with recollections of his classical education, easily
remembered that Mars, the God of War, was symbolized in the heavens by
a red star. Could that mean anything to peaceful Riseholme? Was
internal warfare, were revolutionary movements possible in so serene a
realm?
Chapter FOUR
Pink irascible Robert, prone to throw his food about his plate, if it
did not commend itself to him, felt in an extremely good natured mood
that same night after dinner, for the Guru had again made a visit to
the kitchen with the result that instead of a slab of pale dead codfish
being put before him after he had eaten some tepid soup, there appeared
a delicious little fish-curry. The Guru had behaved with great tact; he
had seen the storm gathering on poor Robert's face, as he sipped the
cool effete concoction and put down his spoon again with a splash in
his soup plate, and thereupon had bowed and smiled and scurried away to
the kitchen to intercept the next abomination. Then returning with the
little curry he explained that it was entirely for Robert, since those
who sought the Way did not indulge in hot sharp foods, and so he had
gobbled it up to the very last morsel.
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