"Of course, he varied.
But an hour was about his time.

Up and down and about the hill-side he'd go--in and out of the coppices.

I've warned him more than once." "But why ?" asked Brereton, whose curiosity was impelling him to take a part in this drama.

"What reason had you for warning him ?" Miss Pett turned and looked scrutinizingly at her last questioner.

She took a calm and close observation of him and her curious face relaxed into something like a smile.
"I can tell what you are, mister," she said.