THE Farm was now lying in the full sunlight of noon, for the storm had
swept by, and again the sky was clear, although grass was dripping and
branches shone with moisture, which the sunlight had not yet had time
to dry. Above it the sky was of deepest, clearest blue, and the yard at
the back appeared to be bathed in light, which shone on the grey and
white pigeons sunning themselves on the roofs, and consoling themselves
now the rain was over. Beyond the yard was the kitchen-garden, and
behind that rose the heads of some trees belonging to the Squire--a row
of trees which Alice Robson did not favour, because they shut out the
view of the sunset from her room. On the right, the yard-door opened
upon the road near the school, down which were running the children,
just released; whilst the smoke from the school-house, where dinner was
no doubt being prepared, was intensely blue against the dark trees of
the Hall. A pleasant yard! with its noontide lights and shadows, its
roofs of house, outhouses, stables on each side of the square, with its
whirr of pigeons, soon startled by a footstep, and its great black
dog, stretching himself on the ground. In the noontide sunlight all
seemed lazy and at peace, the more so since there was little business
to be done.
For though Mr Robson had been a skilful farmer in his day, and indeed
owned much land as a tenant of the Squire, he had been incapacitated
some years before by an accident, which had nearly cost him his life.
The land he still tenanted was farmed by his eldest son, who lived in a
smaller farm-house near at hand; and to this lesser place most signs of
business had retreated, leaving the Manor Farm to be quiet and at
peace. Mr Robson lived there, as he had lived all his life, and with
him his wife, and his pretty daughter Alice; and, since his sons had
grown up and left the place, Mrs Robson had taken lodgers as an
occupation for herself--Tim Nicol at first, and, that experiment
proving successful, the two young strangers who had come from ‘Lon’on
town.’ Whether that experiment would also be successful remained to be
proved--there seemed some cause for doubt.
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