As far as they could gaze, this lawn rose and sank with the undulating motion of an old English park.

The change of scene naturally suggested a change of position, grateful to most of them.

They rose and leant over the rail.
"It might be Arundel or Windsor," Mr.Flushing continued, "if you cut down that bush with the yellow flowers; and, by Jove, look!" Rows of brown backs paused for a moment and then leapt with a motion as if they were springing over waves out of sight.

For a moment no one of them could believe that they had really seen live animals in the open--a herd of wild deer, and the sight aroused a childlike excitement in them, dissipating their gloom.
"I've never in my life seen anything bigger than a hare!" Hirst exclaimed with genuine excitement.

"What an ass I was not to bring my Kodak!" Soon afterwards the launch came gradually to a standstill, and the captain explained to Mr.Flushing that it would be pleasant for the passengers if they now went for a stroll on shore; if they chose to return within an hour, he would take them on to the village; if they chose to walk--it was only a mile or two farther on--he would meet them at the landing-place.
The matter being settled, they were once more put on shore: the sailors, producing raisins and tobacco, leant upon the rail and watched the six English, whose coats and dresses looked so strange upon the green, wander off.