Presently he came in sight of the kirkyard, its gravestones and yew-trees.

He had met few persons upon the road, and here on the hilltop held to-day a balmy silence and solitude.

As he approached the gate, to which there mounted five ancient, rounded steps of stone, he saw sitting on one of these a woman with a basket of flowers.

Nearer still, he found that it was Gilian Barrow.
She waited for him to come up to her.

He took his place upon the steps.