Tea was at four and supper at seven, and by half-past nine every one was in bed, well covered with blankets, and with a hot bottle if she liked, for the nights were apt to be chilly to those unaccustomed to sleeping in the open-air.

The rules of quarantine were of course sternly kept.

No girl might go outside the pasture without special permission.

Sometimes Miss Huntley took her flock for a walk along quiet country roads and rambling by-lanes, but the vicinity of their fellow-creatures was carefully avoided.
"We're like the lepers in the Middle Ages!" laughed Garnet.

"I feel as if I ought to wear a coarse white cassock, and ring a bell as I go about, to warn people to give me a wide berth!" "It's amusing that the farmer has even driven his cows out of the pasture since we arrived," said Evelyn.