Day's End And Other Stories (2014)
“The hot, still days were followed by evenings of a lovely sultry peacefulness scented with mown hay, dog-roses and clover. The river, day and night, looked as if it slept between its rows of still, luscious green reeds.
Two old friends since youth, Will and Matthew, would often on such evenings walk out together as far as the woods, across the cornfields, along to the edge of the marshes or by the river. They were widowers and all the time talked tenderly of the past, deploring the present and ...recalling wistfully memories of early days.
When they walked by the river, sat on the towing-path gates or leaned over the bridge they talked of fishing. They talked, as well, of otter-chasing, of snipe, wild-duck, kingfishers and reed-pipers, of the strange cries of meadow-crakes and owls, of all those things in their lives which were now no more than memories.
On the bridge one evening, as they watched the flies dancing over the clear, dark surface of the stream and the water flapping sleepily against the reeds and willow-roots, Will pointed and said: ‘Under that willow I’ve caught scores of eels.’ ‘I’ve been with you,’ said Matthew, shaking his head, ‘often and often.’ ‘Used to lay the lines overnight,’ went on the other.MoreLess
Two old friends since youth, Will and Matthew, would often on such evenings walk out together as far as the woods, across the cornfields, along to the edge of the marshes or by the river. They were widowers and all the time talked tenderly of the past, deploring the present and ...recalling wistfully memories of early days.
When they walked by the river, sat on the towing-path gates or leaned over the bridge they talked of fishing. They talked, as well, of otter-chasing, of snipe, wild-duck, kingfishers and reed-pipers, of the strange cries of meadow-crakes and owls, of all those things in their lives which were now no more than memories.
On the bridge one evening, as they watched the flies dancing over the clear, dark surface of the stream and the water flapping sleepily against the reeds and willow-roots, Will pointed and said: ‘Under that willow I’ve caught scores of eels.’ ‘I’ve been with you,’ said Matthew, shaking his head, ‘often and often.’ ‘Used to lay the lines overnight,’ went on the other.MoreLess
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