Maud laughed again, her quick, business-like laugh.
‘I am afraid I have no time for Ballets,’ she said:
‘Helen will not find much time to dance when she is married,
I am afraid. I am afraid Academic life will seem a little strange
to you at first. We are poor, dull people you know, my dear,
but we have our good points, if you take us as you find us! And
now, would you like a walk round? We have extended the playing
field since you were here last, Walter, and there are some new
books in the Classical Library.’
Walter and I were not alone all the evening. There were prayers
for the boarders, and supper in a big dining hall, only two tables,
at the end in use, for the day girls were not there.
In the morning we went to church with Maud and two other mistresses,
and the boarders.
We were alone for a little, in Maud’s room, before lunch.
‘When did you go to the Russian Ballet?’ I asked.
And Walter said:
‘When you said you liked dancing; in the tea-shop near the British
Museum. I went the next evening.’