We found several broken twigs on the top branches, and guessed that Alfred had used a long pole with a hook at the end with which to shake down the fruit.

After what had passed on the road this action looked so much like defiance that the old Squire was nettled.

He did nothing about it at the time, however.
Another year passed.

Then at table one night Ellen remarked that Harvey Yeatton had come to visit Alfred again.

"Alfred brought him up from the village this afternoon," she said.