[Springhaven by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookSpringhaven CHAPTER XXV 12/23
The young men is so aggravating that I keep my proper distance from them.
But the mind must be made up, at one time or other." Dolly looked down at her with vast contempt, which she would not lower herself by expressing, even with favour of time and place.
Then turning a corner of the grassy walk, between ground-ash and young larches, they came upon an opening planted round with ilex, arbutus, juniper, and laurel, and backed by one of the rocks which form the outworks of the valley.
From a niche in this rock, like the port-hole of a ship, a rill of sparkling water poured, and beginning to make a noise already, cut corner's--of its own production--short, in its hurry to be a brook, and then to help the sea.
And across its exit from the rock (like a measure of its insignificance) a very comfortable seat was fixed, so that any gentleman--or even a lady with divided skirts--might freely sit with one foot on either bank of this menacing but not yet very formidable stream. So that on the whole this nook of shelter under the coronet of rock was a favourite place for a sage cock-pheasant, or even a woodcock in wintry weather. Upon that bench (where the Admiral loved to sit, in the afternoon of peace and leisure, observing with a spy-glass the manoeuvres of his tranquil fishing fleet) Caryl Carne was sitting now, with his long and strong legs well spread out, his shoulders comfortably settled back, and his head cast a little on one side, as if he were trying to compute his property.
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