It'll be a deal livelier at the Stone-pits when we've got
some flowers, for I always think the flowers can see us and know
what we're talking about. And I'll have a bit o' rosemary, and
bergamot, and thyme, because they're so sweet-smelling; but there's no
lavender only in the gentlefolks' gardens, I think.'
'That's no reason why you shouldn't have some,' said Aaron, 'for
I can bring you slips of anything; I'm forced to cut no end of 'em
when I'm gardening, and throw 'em away mostly. There's a big bed o'
lavender at the Red House: the missis is very fond of it.'
'Well,' said Silas, gravely, 'so as you don't make free for us,
or ask anything as is worth much at the Red House: for Mr Cass's
been so good to us, and built us up the new end o' the cottage, and
given us beds and things, as I couldn't abide to be imposin' for
garden-stuff or anything else.'
'No, no, there's no imposin',' said Aaron; 'there's never a
garden in all the parish but what there's endless waste in it for want
o' somebody as could use everything up. It's what I think to myself
sometimes, as there need nobody run short o' victuals if the land
was made the most on, and there was never a morsel but what could find
its way to a mouth. It sets one thinking o' that- gardening does.
But I must go back now, else mother 'ull be in trouble as I aren't
there.'
'Bring her with you this afternoon, Aaron,' said Eppie; 'I
shouldn't like to fix about the garden, and her not know everything
from the first- should you, father?'
'Aye, bring her if you can, Aaron,' said Silas; 'she's sure to have
a word to say as'll help us to set things on their right end.
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