eak.

    ‘Upper Binfield’s gro deal,’ I said.

    me.

    ‘Groo groional people up  a little colony of us all by ourselves. No interlopers—te-hee!’

    ‘I mean compared o live here as a boy.’

    ‘O. t ime, of course. But tate is sometates, you knoe a little s okin, tect. You’ve  of Nature up oion of Loanic mills—te-hee!’

    old c. Immediately, as telling me all about tate and young Edkin, tect,  ridiculous prices. And suceresting young felloe t parties. ed a number of times t tional people in Upper Binfield, quite different from Loermined to enricryside instead of defiling it (I’m using  any public ate.

    ‘talk of ties. But y—te-ure!’   of trees. ‘t brooding round us. Our young people groural beauty. e are nearly all of us enlig t ters of us up arians? tc like us at all—te-e eminent people live —you’ve ic cer!  into t find  mealtimes. —te- a  sceptical. But ograp convincing.’

    I began to arianism, simple life, poetry, nature- a feo sate. t of t resses t don’t buttress anyte bird-bater elves you can buy at ts’? You could see in your mind’s eye ters and simple-lifers  lived ts  let ake me far. Some of t a . I tried to damp  object to living so near tic asylum, but it didn’t . Finally I stopped and said:

    ‘to be anot can’t be far from here.’

    ‘Anot. I don’t ther pool.’

    ‘t off,’ I said. ‘It ty deep pool. It  behind.’

    For t time  uneasy. he rubbed his nose.

    ‘O understand our life up ive. t so. But being so far from to