But he will not see us, for another mile, if you cover your grand waistcoat, because we are in the shadows.

Slip down into the gill again, and keep below the edge of it, and go home as fast as possible." Lancelot felt inclined to do as he was told, and keep to safe obscurity.
The long uncomfortable loneliness of prospect, and dim airy distance of the sinking sun, and deeply silent emptiness of hollows, where great shadows began to crawl--in the waning of the day, and so far away from home--all these united to impress upon the boy a spiritual influence, whose bodily expression would be the appearance of a clean pair of heels.

But, to meet this sensible impulse, there arose the stubborn nature of his race, which hated to be told to do anything, and the dignity of his new-born love--such as it was--and the thought of looking small.
"Why should I go ?" he said.

"I will meet them, and tell them that I am their landlord, and have a right to know all about them.

My grandfather never ran away from anybody.