The Nun's Walk The Saxon family agreed that whatever might be the drawbacks of Wynch-on-the-Wold in wintry weather, it was an idyllic spot in the month of May.

The wall-flowers which Ingred had transplanted were now in their prime, the apple trees were in blossom, clumps of lilies were pushing up fast, and pink double daisies bordered the front walk.

The woods in the combe below the moor were a mass of bluebells, and here and there those who searched might find rarer flowers, orchises, lily of the valley, and true lover's knot.

Friends who had shirked the journey while the winds blew cold, now began to drop in at the bungalow and take tea under the apple trees.

Ingred, returning home on Friday afternoons, would find bicycles stacked by the gate and visitors seated in the garden.