I hear the birds' wings, and one is singing.

It is pleasant to sleep in the long grass when the nights are summer, and to hang your cradle in the trees." She had asked for her own blanket, refusing a rug, when they left St.
Albans, and it had been given to her.

She drew it about her now with a feeling of comfort, and seemed to lose the horrible sense of strangeness which had almost convulsed her when she was put into the carriage at the railway station.

Her reserve had hidden much of what she really felt; but the drive through the limes had shown General Armour and his wife that they had to do with a nature having capacities for sensitive feeling; which, it is sometimes thought, is only the prerogative of certain well-bred civilisations.
But it was impossible that they should yet, or for many a day, feel any sense of kinship with this aboriginal girl.

Presently the carriage drew up to the doorway, which was instantly opened to them.