They sat down upon some dead boughs and shared their meal. Between

one and two o'clock they packed up the remainder and went on again.

"I feel strong enough to walk any distance," said she.

"I think we may as well steer in a general way towards the interior

of the country, where we can hide for a time, and are less likely to

be looked for than anywhere near the coast," Clare remarked. "Later

on, when they have forgotten us, we can make for some port."

She made no reply to this beyond that of grasping him more tightly,

and straight inland they went. Though the season was an English May,

the weather was serenely bright, and during the afternoon it was

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quite warm. Through the latter miles of their walk their footpath

had taken them into the depths of the New Forest, and towards

evening, turning the corner of a lane, they perceived behind a brook

and bridge a large board on which was painted in white letters, "This

desirable Mansion to be Let Furnished"; particulars following, with

directions to apply to some London agents. Passing through the gate

they could see the house, an old brick building of regular design and

large accommodation. "I know it," said Clare. "It is Bramshurst Court. You can see that

it is shut up, and grass is growing on the drive."

"Some of the windows are open," said Tess. "Just to air the rooms, I suppose." "All these rooms empty, and we without a roof to our heads!" "You are getting tired, my Tess!" he said. "We'll stop soon." And

kissing her sad mouth, he again led her onwards.

He was growing weary likewise, for they had wandered a dozen or

fifteen miles, and it became necessary to consider what they should

do for rest. They looked from afar at isolated cottages and little

inns, and were inclined to approach one of the latter, when their

hearts failed them, and they sheered off. At length their gait

dragged, and they stood still.

"Could we sleep under the trees?" she asked. He thought the season insufficiently advanced. "I have been thinking of that empty mansion we passed," he said.

"Let us go back towards it again." They retraced their steps, but it was half an hour before they stood

without the entrance-gate as earlier. He then requested her to stay

where she was, whilst he went to see who was within.

She sat down among the bushes within the gate, and Clare crept

towards the house. His absence lasted some considerable time, and

when he returned Tess was wildly anxious, not for herself, but for

him. He had found out from a boy that there was only an old woman in

charge as caretaker, and she only came there on fine days, from the

hamlet near, to open and shut the windows. She would come to shut

them at sunset. "Now, we can get in through one of the lower

windows, and rest there," said he.




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