Chapter 22

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌⁠That evening was the evening of the full moon. The garden was an enchanted place where all the flowers seemed white. The lilies, the daphnes, the orange-blossom, the white stocks, the white pinks, the white roses—you could see these as plainly as in the day-time; but the coloured flowers existed only as fragrance.

The three younger women sat on the low wall at the end of the top garden after dinner