"No. Did she to you?"
Mr. Earlforward shook his head, smiling.
"You seem to be quite the philosopher about it," said Mrs. Arb. "But it must be most inconvenient1 for a man."
"Oh, no! I can always manage, I can."
"Well, it's very wonderful of you—that's all I say."
This was Sunday morning, the third day after the episode of the carving-knife.
"What's so funny," said Mrs. Arb, "is that she should come yesterday and Friday, just as if nothing had happened, and yet she doesn't come to-day! And yet it was settled plainly enough she was to come—early, an hour to you and an hour to me, wasn't it now? I do think she might have sent round a message or something—even if she is ill."
"Yes, but you see it never strikes them the inconvenience they're causing. Not that she's a bad girl. She's a very good girl."
Mr. Earlforward, strolling towards the steps, had chanced—if in this world there is such a thing as chance—to see Mrs. Arb, all dressed, presumably, for church—standing in her shop and regarding the same with the owner's critical, appreciative3 eye. Mr. Earlforward had a good view of her, as anybody else might have had, because only the blue blind of the door was down, this[Pg 40] being the recognized sufficient sign to the public of a shut shop. The two small windows had blinds, but they were seldom drawn4, except to protect butter against sunshine. The pair had exchanged smiles, Mrs. Arb had hospitably5 unlocked, and Mr. Earlforward had entered. To him she presented a finely satisfactory appearance, dressed in black, with vermilion flowers in her hat, good shoes on her feet, and good uncreased gloves held in her ringed hand. She was slim—Mr. Earlforward thought of her as petite—but she was imposing6, with all her keen restlessness of slight movements and her changing glance. No matter how her glance changed it was always the glance of authority and of intelligence.
On her part, Mrs. Arb beheld7 Mr. Earlforward with favour. His pointed8 short beard, so well trimmed, seemed to give him the status of a pillar of society. She still liked his full red lips and his fresh complexion9. And he was exceedingly neat. True, he wore the same black, shirt-hiding tie as on weekdays, and his wristbands were still invisible; his hat and overcoat were not distinguished10! But he had on a distinguished new blue suit; she was quite sure that he was inaugurating it that day. His slight limp pleased and touched her. His unshakable calmness impressed her. Oh! He was a man with reserves, both of character and of goods. Secure in these reserves he could front the universe. He was self-reliant without being self-confident. He was grave, but his little eyes had occasionally a humorous gleam. She had noticed the gleam even when he picked up the carving-knife on Thursday night. His demeanour in that dreadful crisis had been perfect. In brief, Mr. Earlforward, considered as an entity11, was nearly faultless.
Mr. Earlforward, on the other hand, was still secretly trembling as he realized more and more clearly the dangers which he had narrowly escaped in the Thursday night affair; and he had not begun to tremble until Friday morning!
"Rather early, isn't it, if you're going to church?" he suggested.[Pg 41]
"I always like to be early if it's a strange church, and I've not been in there at all yet."
"St. Andrew's?"
"I don't know what its name is. The one up the steps in the middle of the Square."
"Yes. St. Andrew's, that is."
Without another word they then by a common impulse both moved out of the shop, which Mrs. Arb smartly locked up. In spite of the upset caused by Elsie's defection, and the prospect12 of future trouble and annoyance13 in this connexion, they were very happy, and they had quite overlooked the fact that their combined years amounted to ninety, or thereabouts. The sun was feebly shining on the Sabbath scene. The bells of St. Andrew's were jangling.
"I see you have some plant-pots on your top window-sill," observed Mrs. Arb. "Do you ever water them?"
An implied criticism! Mr. Earlforward enjoyed it, for it proved that they were getting intimate, as, indeed, became two people who had slept (well) opposite one another in two chairs through the better part of a coldish night.
The truth was that for years he had seen the plant-pots without noticing them. They were never moved, never touched. The unconquerable force of nature was illustrated16 in the simple fact that one or two of the plants still sturdily lived, displaying a grimy green.
"I love plants," said Mrs. Arb.
They passed up the steps, Mr. Earlforward a foot or so behind his heroine.
"Now what I don't understand," said she, turning upon him and stopping, "is why the Square should be so much higher than the road. It means that all the carts and things, even the milk-carts, have to go all the way round by Gilbert Street to get into the Square from the side. Why couldn't they have had it all on the same level?"
Exquisitely17 feminine, he thought! "Why couldn't[Pg 42] they have had it all on the same level?" Absurd! Delicious! He adored the delicious, girlish absurdity18.
"Well," he said. "It's like this. You see, in the old days they used to make tiles in Clerkenwell, and they scooped19 out the clay for the tiles in large quantities—and this is the result."
"I should never have thought of that," said Mrs. Arb ingenuously21 but archly. "What sort of church is St. Andrew's?"
"Oh! It was built in the 'thirties and cost ￡4,541. Cheap! I doubt if you'd build it to-day for twenty thousand. Supposed to hold eleven hundred people."
"Really! But I mean, is it High or Low, or Broad?"
"I haven't the least idea," answered Mr. Earlforward. "I did go in one day to look at the reredos to oblige a customer, but I've never been to a service." He spoke22 jauntily23.
"D'you know why I go to church—when I do go?" said she. "Because it makes me feel nice. It's a great comfort, especially when it's a foggy day and you can't see very well, and there's not too many people. I don't mean I like sermons. No. But what I say is, if you enjoy part of the service the least you can do is to stay it out. Don't you agree?" She looked up at him, as it were appealing for approval.
Wonderful moments for Mr. Earlforward, and for Mrs. Arb too!
He thought to himself:
"She has a vigorous mind. Not one woman in a hundred would have said that. And so petite and smart too. It doesn't really matter about her being only a confectioner.
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