Was there ever such grass ?" She was looking straight at the bureau, but she was seeing that green lane of shaven turf in the haze of an August morning.

She saw it rise and dip in the open between long brown grass.

There was a tree on the left-hand side just where the ride dipped for the first time.

Then it ran straight to the big beech-trees and passed between them, a wide glade of sunlight, and curved out at the upper end by the road and dipped down again to the two lodges.
"And the ridge at the back of Charlton forest, all the weald to Leith Hill in view ?" She rose suddenly from her chair.

"Oh, I am sorry that you came." "And I am glad," repeated Thresk.
The stubbornness with which he repeated his words arrested her.