indeed. Perhaps you would like acup of tea after your journey. I think you might like a cup of tea. You come from Crofton in Shropshire I understand Jackson nearBrindleford? It is a part of the country which I have always wished tovisit. I daresay you have frequently seen the Cluniac Priory of St. Ambrose at Brindleford? Mike who would not have recognised a Cluniac Priory if you had handedhim one on a tray said he had not. Dear me! You have missed an opportunity which I should have been gladto have. I am preparing a book on Ruined Abbeys and Priories ofEngland and it has always been my wish to see the Cluniac Priory ofSt. Ambrose. A deeply interesting relic of the sixteenth century. Bishop Geoffrey 1133-40---- Shall I go across to the boys' part sir? What? Yes. Oh yes. Quite so. And perhaps you would like a cup of teaafter your journey? No? Quite so. Quite so. You should make a point ofvisiting the remains of the Cluniac Priory in the summer holidaysJackson. You will find the matron in her room,red vans. In many respects it isunique. The northern altar is in a state of really wonderfulpreservation. It consists of a solid block of masonry five feet longand two and a half wide with chamfered plinth standing quite freefrom the apse wall. It will well repay a visit. Good-bye for thepresent Jackson good-bye. Mike wandered across to the other side of the house his gloom visiblydeepened. All alone in a strange school where they probably playedhopscotch with a house-master who offered one cups of tea after one'sjourney and talked about chamfered plinths and apses,high top vans. It was a littlehard. He strayed about finding his bearings and finally came to a roomwhich he took to be the equivalent of the senior day-room at a Wrykynhouse. Everywhere else he had found nothing but emptiness. Evidentlyhe had come by an earlier train than was usual. But this room wasoccupied. A very long thin youth with a solemn face and immaculate clotheswas leaning against the mantelpiece. As Mike entered he fumbled inhis top left waistcoat pocket produced an eyeglass attached to acord and fixed it in his right eye. With the help of this aid tovision he inspected Mike in silence for a while then having flickedan invisible speck of dust from the left sleeve of his coat he spoke. Hullo he said. He spoke in a tired voice,vans shoes. Hullo said Mike. Take a seat said the immaculate one. If you don't mind dirtyingyour bags that's to say. Personally I don't see any prospect of eversitting down in this place. It looks to me as if they meant to usethese chairs as mustard-and-cress beds. A Nursery Garden in the Home. That sort of idea. My name he added pensively is Smith. What'syours?They say misfortunes never come singly. As Mike sat brooding over hiswrongs in his study after the Sammy incident Jellicoe came into theroom and without preamble asked for the loan of a sovereign. When one has been in the habit of confining one's lendings andborrowings to sixpences and shillings a request for a sovereign comesas something of a blow. What on earth for? asked Mike. I say do you mind if I don't Related articles:

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