Lucina put down her parasol; she was walking quite steadily, as if with a purpose.
The wood extended the length of many fields, running parallel with the main village street, behind the houses.

Lucina, passing the Prescott house from the rear, instead of the front, seeing the unpainted walls and roof-slopes of barn and wood-sheds, and the garden, had a curious sense of retroversion in material things which suited well her mind.

She felt that day as if she were turned backward to her own self.
The fields were divided from one another by stone walls.

Lucina crossed these, and kept on until she reached a field some distance beyond Doctor Prescott's house.

Then she left the shadow of the wood, and crossed the field to the main road.