– What luck, dear, I will be able to buy new dresses and clothes for the girls and myself for the winter! Pauline was delighted when she kissed the doctor. During the time that has passed since our first meeting, she has changed, has become lighter and more sincere. The doctor's love had ennobled her, and Henry was visibly happy with her.
Mary took the news of the trip calmly, she was generally a phlegmatic girl who shunned people. I was inspired by the upcoming trip. Perhaps in London I will find out the secret of my appearance here, or at least a hint.
–This is a great chance to ask for advice in my research. Professor Nikola, for sure, will guide me, will see what I'm missing, " Henry said to me, calming himself with the opening opportunities.
It was decided to go on Friday, the thirtieth of October. But this did not happen.
Early in the morning, as always in autumn in these parts, it was raining. I went out for a walk with Tinky and Joe, putting on a raincoat. But I couldn't get down from the porch. Surprisingly, our entire yard was filled up with rosemary branches overnight. They were lying everywhere, there were so many of them, as if someone had mowed down all the thickets. I ran to the kitchen, where Pauline was already preparing breakfast, and Henry was reading the newspaper.
– Dad, Pauline, go outside quickly! There's something strange there. I called to them.
"That's really a Rosemary village, "the doctor laughed, seeing the debris of branches.
–There must have been a strong wind at night and they just broke, nothing unusual, – patting me on the head, Paulina reassured me.
"There was no wind, Mom, I was reading late," Mary's sleepy voice came from the hallway.
"Well, anyway, we'll have to remove the branches before we leave," Henry said.
This is what we did for half a day. Realizing that we would not be able to catch the train today, it was decided to go in the morning. Everything was collected. I took Tinky and Joe to the neighbors to look after our dogs while we were out of the village.
On the way back, it seemed strange to me that the rosemary thickets are still thick and high. It was as if there were more of them, not less, despite the fact that we spent half a day removing broken branches. I didn't say anything about my observation to Mary. We went to bed early.