'Or any point along the ridge.

Emma and I once drove there in Summer, with clotted cream from her dairy, and we bought fresh-plucked wortleberries, and stewed them in a hollow of the furzes, and ate them with ground biscuits and the clotted cream iced, and thought it a luncheon for seraphs.

Then you dropped to the road round under the sand-heights--and meditated railways!' 'Just a notion or two.' 'You have been very successful in America ?' 'Successful; perhaps; we exclude extremes in our calculations of the still problematical.' 'I am sure,' said she, 'you always have faith in your calculations.' Her innocent archness dealt him a stab sharper than any he had known since the day of his hearing of her engagement.

He muttered of his calculations being human; he was as much of a fool as other men--more! 'Oh! no,' said she.
'Positively.' 'I cannot think it.' 'I know it.' 'Mr.Redworth, you will never persuade me to believe it.' He knocked a rising groan on the head, and rejoined 'I hope I may not have to say so to-night.' Diana felt the edge of the dart.

'And meditating railways, you scored our poor land of herds and flocks; and night fell, and the moon sprang up, and on you came.