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The master of Fair View found it too noisy in his house to sit therein,

and too warm to ride abroad There were left the seat built round the

cherry-tree in the garden, the long, cool box walk, and the terrace with a

summer-house at either end It was pleasant to read out of doors, pacing

the box walk, or sitting beneath the cherry-tree, with the ripening fruit

overhead If the book was long in reading, if er slipped easily in between the selfsame leaves, perhaps it was the

fault of poet or philosopher If Audrey's was the fault, she knew it not

How could she know it, who knew herself, that she was a poor, huhtly tenderness for weak and sorrowful

things he long ago had saved, since then had maintained, noas kind to;

and knew hiood, the very perfect

gentle knight who, as he rode to win the princess, yet could stoop froirl? She had found of late that she

was often wakeful of nights; when this happened, she lay and looked out of

herat the stars and wondered about the princess She was sure that

the princess and the lady who had given her the guinea were one

In the great house she would have worked her fingers to the bone Her

strong young arhts; her quick feet ran up and down

stairs for this or that; she would have taken the waxed cloths fro hands have made to shine like