To Let

ad come at a good bat up the slope and were a little out of breath; if they had anything to say they did not say it, but marched in the early awkwardness of unbreakf

," said Fleur, when they had g

istences, which had a kind of fascinating unreality up on that lonely height. There remained but one thing solid in Jon's past-his mother;

ry for what interested him, on birds he was almost worth listening to. But in Chanctonbury Ring there were none-its great beech temple was empty of life, and almost chilly at this early hour; they came out willingly again into the sun on the far side. It was Fleur's turn now. She spoke of dogs, and the way peopl

re. I do think men are cunning brutes. I've let it go twice, on the sly; it's nearly bitten me both times, and then it goes s

"I'd brand him on his forehead with th

erty," he said, "which makes people chain things. The last generatio

ple and mine quarrelled about property. And anyway w

't suppose I shall be an

don't believe I

hand tremulous

raight before h

, the far

g, and awa

crept roun

n," said Fleur calmly

he laughed, his arm stole back

o'er the d

ll with

l up and

g, J

n early morning church far away over in Steyning.

I am hu

I AM

round int

re rather

coursing a hare startled them apart. They watched the two vanish down the slope, till Fleur said wi

h. "By Jove!" he said,

again, but on

said Fleur, "let's sit

is coat, and t

ctually w

waist again, they sat s

te, and look so silly, and put them on their guard. Look here, Jon! We

" sai

be a stopper put on us

ry; but I can try

realise that they don't

y n

ld yo

hat's

u don't know

's fearfully

er. Isn't it a bore? There's so much expected of one. By

astly short. One wants to live

ve ever

"I only want to

ook! There's the chalk-pit; we c

ring fearfully if h

hine and the murmuration of be

ive me one kiss, Jon," and she pushed her cheek fo

me as much as you can. I'm going to be rather bea

head. "That'

; till five o'cloc

e to see through it,

your hat! Oh! you haven't got one. Well, I'll co

nd, doing his utmost to look sulky, Jon

going to be a farmer-and he los