Chapter 14 - (VERSO)

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“Nancy!” said Louisa in a shocked tone.

Nancy laughed, a mellow gurgle that rippled through the garden like a brook.

“Oh, Louisa, I can shock you yet. That was just how you used to say ‘Nancy!’ long ago, as if I’d broken all the commandments at once.”

“You do say such queer things,” protested Louisa, “and half the time I don’t know what you mean.”

“Bless you, dear coz., half the time I don’t myself. Perhaps the joy of coming back to the old spot has slightly turned my brain. I’ve found my lost girlhood here. I’m not thirty-eight in this garden – it is a flat impossibility. I’m sweet eighteen, with a