From the ground exhaled a sweet fresh odour, soothing to the senses, and at times a breath of air brought subtler perfume from the alleys of the garden.

In the branches above them rustled a bird's wing.

At a distance on the country road sounded the trotting of a horse.
'I feel ashamed and angry with myself,' said Sidney, in a tone of emotion, 'when I think now of t hose times.

I might have done something, Jane.

I had no right to know what you were suffering and just go by as if it didn't matter!' 'Oh, but you didn't!' came eagerly from the girl's lips.