These sunsets used to tempt her to walk towards them, as any beautiful thing tempts a near approach.

She went through the field to the privet hedge, clambered into the middle of it, and reclined upon the thick boughs.

After looking westward for a considerable time, she blamed herself for not looking eastward to where Stephen was, and turned round.

Ultimately her eyes fell upon the ground.
A peculiarity was observable beneath her.

A green field spread itself on each side of the hedge, one belonging to the glebe, the other being a part of the land attached to the manor-house adjoining.