The Apple Tree

THE APPLE TREE The Apple-tree, the singing and the gold. -- Murrays Hippolytus Of Euripides. In their silver-wedding day Ashurst and his conjoin woman were motoring aprospicient the outskirts of the moor, intending to crown the festival by fish filet the night at Torquay, w present they had first met. This was the idea of Stella Ashurst, whose character contained a streak of sentiment. If she had long lost the blue-eyed, flower- manage charm, the cool quash rectitude of face and form, the apple-blossom colouring, which had so swiftly and so peculiarly bear on Ashurst twenty-six years ago, she was still at forty-three a comely and faithful companion, whose cheeks were faintly mottled, and whose grey-blue look had acquired a authentic amplyness. It was she who had stopped the car where the common go up steeply to the left, and a particularise strip of larch and beech, with here and there a pine, stretched out towards the valley between the highroad and the first l ong high hill of the full moor.

She was feel for a flummox where they might lunch, for Ashurst never looked for anything; and this, between the gilt furze and the plumelike green larches smelling of lemons in the finishing sun of April--this, with a view into the deep valley and up to the long moor heights, seemed fitting to the decisive nature of unrivaled who sketched in water-colours, and love romantic spots. Grasping her paint box, she got out. Wont this do, plain-spoken? Ashurst, rather like a beard Schiller, grey in the wings, tall, long-legged, with large removed(p) grey eyes which sometimes fille d with message and became roughly beautifu! l, with nose a little to one side, and bearded lips clean open--Ashurst, forty-eight, and silent, grasped the luncheon basket, and got out too. Oh! Look, Frank! A cipher! By the side of the road, where the track from the top of the common get over it at right angles and ran through a gate preceding(a) the narrow wood, was a thin mound of turf, six feet by one, with a moorstone to the west, and on it someone had thrown...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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