Broken Music
“He was informed by the old manservant, Ellington, that her Ladyship was not well and asked to be excused, and that Mr Foley was not available either, since this was one of the days when he was driven over to the works.
He went to find Wheelan. Leaving the house, he turned the corner and walked along the terrace, at present occupied by a few men in hospital blue, reading, chatting, playing chess, writing letters, taking advantage of the pale spring sunshine while it was still there. The last of the patients, he supposed, before Oaklands closed as a hospital. He paused for a moment before the sweeping view from the terrace. Resplendent with graceful, mature specimens of sequoia, weeping ash, and cedar of Lebanon, the calm symmetry of the lawns was now spoilt by the double row of long wooden huts which had been erected as hospital wards. Nobody paid him much attention, apart from one young man sitting in a wheelchair, his lower half swathed in a blanket, who seemed to be watching him closely.
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