1/15 The cuckoo haunted the Hall gardens, rabbits basked in the glades, and the woods were alive with singing birds. A troop of us were riding one day along the moor, and by the outskirts of the road, I, being foremost, espied two figures at a distance among the trees, and recognizing the girls from the farm, I pressed on and came on them unawares, where they were down on their knees, gathering mosses out of the grass. Mopsie was on my neck in a moment, but Jane was a little shy. If I cared for them any more, I would have come to see them. |