CHAPTER XXI.
Dr.Riccabocca had been some little time in the solitude of the belvidere, when Lenny Fairfield, not knowing that his employer was therein, entered to lay down a book which the doctor had lent him, with injunctions to leave it on a certain table when done with.

Riccabocca looked up at the sound of the young peasant's step.
"I beg your honour's pardon, I did not know--" "Never mind: lay the book there.

I wish to speak with you.

You look well, my child: this air agrees with you as well as that of Hazeldean ?" "Oh, yes, Sir!" "Yet it is higher ground,--more exposed ?" "That can hardly be, sir," said Lenny; "there are many plants grow here which don't flourish at the squire's.

The hill yonder keeps off the east wind, and the place lays to the south." "Lies, not lays, Lenny.