"We've got to drive five miles across Missel Moor before we get to the Manor.

You won't see much because it's a dark night, but you can see something." Mary asked no more questions but waited in the darkness of her corner, keeping her eyes on the window.

The carriage lamps cast rays of light a little distance ahead of them and she caught glimpses of the things they passed.

After they had left the station they had driven through a tiny village and she had seen whitewashed cottages and the lights of a public house.

Then they had passed a church and a vicarage and a little shop-window or so in a cottage with toys and sweets and odd things set out for sale.