I think that I have heard you say that Darwin
interests you?"
"Yes, thank you very much. Have you read it?"
"No, but I have cut it. Darwin doesn't interest me, you know. I think
that he was a rather misguided person. May I carry the books home for
you?"
"Thank you, but I am not going straight home; I am going to old Edward's
shed to see my canoe."
As a matter of fact this was true, but the idea was only that moment
born in her mind. Beatrice had been going home, as she wanted to see
that all things were duly prepared for Geoffrey and his little daughter.
But to reach the Vicarage she must pass along the cliff, where there
were few people, and this she did not wish to do. To be frank, she
feared lest Mr. Davies should take the opportunity to make that offer of
his hand and heart which hung over her like a nightmare. Now the way to
Edward's shed lay through the village and down the cliff, and she knew
that he would never propose in the village.
It was very foolish of her, no doubt, thus to seek to postpone the evil
day, but the strongest-minded women have their weak points, and this was
one of Beatrice's.
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