He put up those stone gate piers at the lodge entrance to Lord Luxellian's park.

My grandfather planted the trees that belt in your lawn; my grandmother--who worked in the fields with him--held each tree upright whilst he filled in the earth: they told me so when I was a child.

He was the sexton, too, and dug many of the graves around us.' 'And was your unaccountable vanishing on the first morning of your arrival, and again this afternoon, a run to see your father and mother ?...I understand now; no wonder you seemed to know your way about the village!' 'No wonder.

But remember, I have not lived here since I was nine years old.

I then went to live with my uncle, a blacksmith, near Exonbury, in order to be able to attend a national school as a day scholar; there was none on this remote coast then.