I have mentioned a hamlet which we passed in the spring-cart.

It lay hidden behind some hillocks to the left.

My landlady told me it was better than half a mile away, and "nothing when you get there; no shop; no post-office; not even a public--house." I inquired in which direction lay the hall.

She pointed to the nearest trees, a small forest of stunted oaks, which shut in the view to the right, after quarter of a mile of a bare and rugged valley.

Through this valley twisted the beck which I had heard faintly in the night.