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Rachel could not help colouring with pleasure at the notion of riding

her own Meg again, and Alick freely owned that it ell thought of

He already had a horse at his uncle's, and was delighted to see Rachel

at last looking forward to so in the fresh wind, she becaentility, with lawns and hedges of various

pretensions

"There must be a terrible number of people here!"

"This is only Littleworthy"

"Not very little"

"No; I told you it was villafied and cockneyfied There," as the horses

tried to stop at a lodge leading to a prettily built house, "that's

Timber End, the crack place here, where Bessie has always said it was

her ae?"

"Four miles"

Which was a comfort to Rachel, not that she wished to be distant froination

"Bishopsworthy is happily defended by a Dukery," explained Alick, as

co to the end of the villas they passed woods and fields, a bit of

heathy co home from

work looked up, and as their eyes met Alick's there was a mutual s ho to rise in front, when the carriage turned

suddenly down a sharp steep hill; the right side of the road bounded by

a park paling; the left, by cottages, reached by picturesque flights

of brick stairs, then caarden wall, and a halt Alick called out,

"Thanks," and "ill get out here," adding, "They will take in the