She remained standing on the inner side of the stile by which the field was entered, and kept her gaze on the point where the lane turned.

A long quarter of an hour passed, then of a sudden the expected form appeared.
There had been no train to Pendal at the right time; he had taken a meal at Dunfield station, and then had found a cab to convey him to the village.
Wilfrid was very calm, only the gleam of his fine eyes showed his delight at holding her hands again.

They walked to the side of the hill remote from the road.

Wilfrid looked about him, and remarked that the place was interesting.

He seemed in no hurry to speak of what had brought him here; they walked hand in hand, like children.