He thought: "I'll walk in it once again; I'll find the summer-house where I sat beside her," and he had acted upon his impulse.

No one was about.

Within and without, the house seemed lapped in quiet.

He had been given to understand that the ladies were busy with household matters, and he believed the Carys to have ridden to Greenwood.

That afternoon he would mount Selim, and with Joab would go home to the house on the Three-Notched Road.
After the rain of the night before the garden was cool and sweet.