Mr.Hazlewood was at this moment ordering his car so that he might drive in to the town and learn what Pettifer had discovered in the cuttings from the newspapers.

But they were quite unaware of the plot which was being hatched against them.
They went forward under the high beech-trees watching for the great roots which stretched across their path, and talking little.

An open way between wooden posts led them now on to turf and gave them the freedom of the downs.

They saw no one.

With the larks and the field-fares they had the world to themselves; and in the shade beneath the hedges the dew still sparkled on the grass.