They often come here on Sunday afternoons." "You have long sight," said Hugh.

He had met Lord Newhaven several times since the drawing of lots, and they had always greeted each other with cold civility.

But Hugh avoided him when he could without drawing attention to the fact that he did so.
"Are you going over to his side ?" he asked.
"Rather not," said Doll.

"I have never set a single trimmer or fired a shot beyond that clump of birch, or Uncle George before me." The two men picked their way down the hill-side among the tall, thin tree-trunks.

There was no one except the dogs at the keeper's cottage, in a clearing half-way down.