Could it be a chimney, after all?
The woman of the lodge, hearing footsteps, came to her door with hasty words.
"Now then! What makes you so late this morning?
Didn't I--" And there she stopped in horror; transfixed; for she was face to face with Mr.Elster.
"Law, sir! _You!_ Mercy be good to us!" He laughed.

In her consternation she could only suppose he had dropped from the clouds.

Giving her a pleasant greeting, he drew her attention to the appearance that was puzzling him.

The woman came out and looked at it.
"_Is_ it a chimney, Mrs.Capper ?" "Well, yes, sir, it be.

Pike have put it in.