Where had he seen it before, this sea of glass reflecting the yellow woods that stooped to its very edge?
What had it to do with him?
"I've been here before," he said, involuntarily.
"I dare say," said Doll.

"Newhaven marches with me here.

The boundary is by that clump of silver birch.

The Drone comes in there, but you can't see it.

The Newhavens are friends of yours, aren't they ?" "Acquaintances," said Hugh, absently, looking hard at the water.