Fan : The Story of a Young Girl's LifeHudson, W. H. (William Henry)
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Fan : The Story of a Young Girl's Life
Hudson, W. H. (William Henry)
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At the last moment, when all the preparations were complete, Miss
Starbrow determined to accompany Fan to her new home, and, after
dropping her there, to pay a long-promised visit before leaving England
to an old friend of her girlhood, who was now married and living at
Salisbury. Eyethorne took her some distance out of her way; and at the
small country station where they alighted, which was two and a half
miles from the village, she found from the time-table that her interview
with the Churtons would have to be a short one, as there was only one
train which would take her to Salisbury so as to arrive there at a
reasonably early hour in the evening. At the station they took a fly,
and the drive to Eyethorne brought before Fan's eyes a succession of
charming scenes--green hills, broad meadows yellow with buttercups, deep
shady lanes, and old farm-houses. The spring had been cold and backward;
but since the beginning of May there had been days of warm sunshine with
occasional gentle rains, and the trees, both shade and fruit, had all at
once rushed into leaf and perfect bloom. Such vivid and tender greens as
the foliage showed, such a wealth of blossom on every side, such sweet
fragrance filling the warm air, Fan had never imagined; and yet how her
prophetic heart had longed for the sweet country!
A sudden turn of the road brought them in full sight of the village,
sheltered on the east side by low green hills; and beyond the village,
at some distance, a broad belt of wood, the hills on one hand and green
meadowland on the other. Five minutes after leaving the village they
drew up at the gate of Wood End House, which was at some distance back
from the road almost hidden from sight by the hedge and trees, and was
approached by a short avenue of elms. Arrived at the house, they were
received by Mr. and Mrs. Churton, and ushered into a small drawing-room
on the ground floor; a room which, with its heavy-looking, old-fashioned
furniture, seemed gloomy to them on coming in from the bright sunshine.
Mrs. Churton was rather large, approaching stoutness in her figure,
grey-haired with colourless face, and a somewhat anxious expression; but
she seemed very gentle and motherly, and greeted Fan with a kindliness
in her voice and manner which served in a great measure to remove
the girl's nervousness on coming for the first time as an equal among
gentlefolks.
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