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Chapter 7
Chapter 7It was a beautiful late August day when Sylvia motored down to Taunton to collect Lucy from the railway station. The sun shone through the trees as she followed the lane down the hill from the village and the sky above was a beautiful summer blue. She had left the all-weather hood of the Austin down and wore a scarf and gloves against the wind, topping her practical trouser outfit off with her new hat, which she pinned firmly to the neat coil of her long hair. Walter had watched her fussing with her appearance in the hall mirror, stuffing his pipe. “Are you sweet on her?” he asked, somewhat acerbically. “It’ll be cold with the hood down,” she said, crushingly. “Yes, yes, so it will be.” He turned his attention back to his tobacco, face straight. “Be careful on the bends.” “I w
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