Mr.Stocks caught the unwilling Arthur and treated him to a disquisition on the characteristics of the people whose votes he was soon to solicit.

As his acquaintance with the subject was not phenomenal, the profit to the aggrieved listener was small.

George, Lady Manorwater, and the two Miss Afflints sought diligently for a camping-ground, which they finally found by a clear spring of water on the skirts of a great grey rock.
Meanwhile, Alice Wishart and Lewis, having an inordinate love of high places, set out for the ridge summit, and reached it to find a wind blowing from the far Gled valley and cooling the hot air.
Alice found a scrap of rock and climbed to the summit, where she sat like a small pixie, surveying a wide landscape and her warm and prostrate companion.

Her bright hair and eyes and her entrancing grace of form made the callous Lewis steal many glances upwards from his lowly seat.

The two had become excellent friends, for the man had that honest simplicity towards women which is the worst basis for love and the best for friendship.