There are no trains, and you are tired out already.

Go into the house with my niece, and we will have a talk afterwards." He walked across the lawn with them, talking pleasantly to Hester, as though her visit were in no sense of the word unpleasant, or an extraordinary event.

But when he returned to his seat under the cedar tree his whole expression was changed.

The lines about his face had insensibly deepened.

He leaned a little forward, looking with weary, unseeing eyes into the tangled shrubbery.