The Wedding Group
“Midge was at this time living in the future, as she lived most of her life, and the present, with David away, went very slowly for her. He came home only at week-ends, and the days between formed a pattern of slowly rising spirits from the despair of Monday onwards.
David and Jack Ballard went motoring up and down England in search of the scenes of its past glories – to Rye, to Dorchester, to Haworth and Chawton. August was out, and leaves beginning to fall. There was now a more interesting lig...ht for photography. A fine blue mist hung over Haworth, and Rye was bathed in gentle sunlight.
Midge tried to pass the time. There was no cooking to do, no meals to plan. She lunched on bread and cheese and gin-and-French, and supped off shop cakes and sherry. She cut off the dead roses, and hoped for a last crop later on, she made new curtains for David’s bedroom, and went to London several times about her winter clothes. It was all work for the future.
The evenings were terrible to her, for it grew dark earlier each day.MoreLess
David and Jack Ballard went motoring up and down England in search of the scenes of its past glories – to Rye, to Dorchester, to Haworth and Chawton. August was out, and leaves beginning to fall. There was now a more interesting lig...ht for photography. A fine blue mist hung over Haworth, and Rye was bathed in gentle sunlight.
Midge tried to pass the time. There was no cooking to do, no meals to plan. She lunched on bread and cheese and gin-and-French, and supped off shop cakes and sherry. She cut off the dead roses, and hoped for a last crop later on, she made new curtains for David’s bedroom, and went to London several times about her winter clothes. It was all work for the future.
The evenings were terrible to her, for it grew dark earlier each day.MoreLess
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