When near it he usually slunk along at a little sheep trot and with an eye of wariness upon it.
At her first opportunity the younger Worcester girl said, "You didn't come up yesterday, Mr.Hawker." Hollanden seemed to think that Miss Fanhall turned her head as if she wished to hear the explanation of the painter's absence, so he engaged her in swift and fierce conversation.
"No," said Hawker.

"I was resolved to finish a sketch of a stubble field which I began a good many days ago.

You see, I was going to do such a great lot of work this summer, and I've done hardly a thing.

I really ought to compel myself to do some, you know." "There," said Hollanden, with a victorious nod, "just what I told you!" "You didn't tell us anything of the kind," retorted the Worcester girls with one voice.
A middle-aged woman came upon the porch of the inn, and after scanning for a moment the group at the tennis court she hurriedly withdrew.
Presently she appeared again, accompanied by five more middle-aged women.

"You see," she said to the others, "it is as I said.