6 JANUARY 1933, Page 15

_ Beneath the epitaph are the Elwes Arms, with -

due quarterings, surmounted by the crest, a writhing serpent transfixed by a sheaf of five feathered arrows, the whole in the lovely brightness of heraldic colour, Or, Argent, Azure and the rest.

It is time to leave Throcking Church, observing that it-lias somehow subdued the ample marble memorials so as to be not wholly out of accord with its own ultimate simplicity, its very name- hardly changed from the plain Trochinge of Domesday Book. And so with a backward glance at some little seventeenth-century angels, carved in oak and pretending to support the roof on their wings, we step into the sunlight, pass under the yew, then through a wicket gate into the road, back to the everyday world again.