Evening star., 1939-10-08

Then the canon Tedd Miles lIle lcSSoil ioi
the day, while Miles sat and listened to the
drone of the bees, and dreamed OF Pam. Dlo
she love him as truly as he loved her! Would
he one day have enough money to marry her'
He had an uneasy suspicion that Pam rather
liked the idea of being bishops wife. and
that was bitter. Because he already had
shrewd suspicion that he was never gong 10
be a bishop Already he dreamed ofputtln2
his foot down and refusing to let his parents
spend any more money at college II only
they would let him join up with Copper DAVIS
at the motor shop in the village. he would
make good at that.
Il have been young and now am old, read
his father, yet have not seen the righteous
forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.
The mouse gnawed the base OF the font'
detiantly. Hemlock danced white and dell
cate, among the tombstones.
The news that Miles had not passed his
exam had come on Tuesday - during
Choral Society practice. The Canon opened
the telegram.
Like the young God OF Wine
See, rith rigor. with rteor shine.
Miles had been singing that when the tele-
gram came He had to 60 on singing 1t, though
he really felt like an earthworm under
steam roller.
There was sickenng scene IN the study
afterwards His father and mother stood
drawn up shoulder to shoulder like infantry
Look at the other boys in the village.
Look at Copper Davis, who hasn't halt your
chances. at work from morning to dusk. And
you, with every opportunity, waster.'
Its not my fault you haven't got bril-
liant son." said Miles. 1t was silly, Out quite
true. He never wanted to 60 to Cambridge.
He wanted to 60 into garage, with Copper,
and here they were throwing Copper IN his
face 1t was bitter.
The Canon said things he would regret
later, but he enjoyed them at the time. HIS
fine eyes flashed. He slashed graceful fingers
through his hair. At side table, Miles
mother cried and sorted out things for the
tumble sale. After bit, Miles lost his temper
and said some of the things he had always
wanted to, but never dared. Then rose his
father, majestic, pointing to the door! Go.
Get out. I'm done with you. Lazy, idle,
licentious."
I'm not licentious." said Miles indig-
nantly. How could any one be on the allow
anCe get from you?'
Then YOU can try life without it.
'All right III go. III get some sort of job.
You think I'm no good. III show you. I'll I
never touch your money again.
He had only two shillngs and halfpenny
in his pocket, for it was towards the end OF
the month He threw it grandly on the table,
wishing it were more Then he rushed up
stairs. He knew that presently his mother
would creep up to comfort him. She always
had crept up after parental rows, with tasty
morsels on plates She would give him money =
to make start. He'd have to have money.
He packed his bag. He was turning out a
wallet that had got pushed to the back OF
drawer, when out fell a visiting card.
"Gervase Blount" He remembered. then,
the green young man. "lf ever you want a
job" the young man had said. :
Miles waited for his mother, but nothing
happened. He opened the door and listened,
but all was still Only the clock on the stairs
licked in its familiar voice.
His mother wasn't coming. She. too, no
longer cared He remembered, inconsequently.
seeing the kitchen cat libby. turn savagely
on one of her kittens, come to cathood, and