and recognise her his sleep having been broken he was disposed to be ever bin by train afore he asked no no eh that s mighty cur ous a most goes somewhere by train nowadays � there s such a sight o cheap i know a man got up i the middle o night e did an more fool e � innocent an off e goes by train down to for tiie day � never seen the sea before an it im such a scare as e ain t got over it yet e said there was such a sight o water that e it ud off altogether an wash away all the land and im with it ay ay e was main scared is cheap i ve never seen the sea said innocent then in a low clear tone � but i ve read about it � and i think i know what it is like it is always changing � it is full of beautiful colours blue and green and grey and violet � and it has great waves edged with white foam � oh yes � the poets write about it and i have often seen it in my dreams the dawning light in the sky deepened � and the turned his head to look more closely at his girl companion ye talks mighty strange he said � a most as if ye d been up to it i ain t been an i ve no notions above my but ye may be right about the sea � if ye ve read about it though the papers is mostly lies if ye asks me telling ye one thing one day an another to morrow i don t read the papers � and innocent smiled a little as in the light she began to see the stolid stupid but good natured face of the man � i don t understand them i ve read about the sea in books � books of poetry he uttered a sound a whistle and a books of poetry an ye re goin to seek service in take my word for t my they won t want any folks there wi sort o like that in their � they re all on the make there an they don t care for money an ow to it i ain t bin there but i ve a good deal you may have heard wrong said innocent gathering more age as she that the light was her fancy and his fact now quite clear enough for him to see her features distinctly and that it was evident he did not know her � london is such a large place that there must be all sorts in it � good as well as bad � they can t all be greedy for money there must be people who think beautiful things and do beautiful work oh there s plenty o work done there � and the his long whip against the sturdy of his horses � i t that an you ll ave to work my � you you ll ave to wash down steps an sweep a good while afore you into the way of it why not take a service in the country i m a little tired of the country she answered � i d like a change an a change ye re likely to he retorted somewhat � lor bless yer art there ain t like the country all the trees a an the flowers a an the birds a ave ye ever of a place called farm she controlled the nervous start of her body and replied quietly � i think i have a very old place ah old twas old in the tune o good queen � an the same ly as ad it these years � a ly o the name o ay if ye could a got service wi farmer ye d a bin in luck s way but e s dead an gone last week � more s the pity � an is nephew s got the place now e ain t a she was silent affecting not to be interested the went on � that s the sort o place to seek service in safe an clean an as the sunshine � good work an good pay � a deal better than a place in innocent an country air my � country air � like it a sudden blaze of gold lit up the trees � the sun was rising � full day was disclosed and the last curtains of the night were withdrawn showing a heavenly blue sky lightly with wandering of white cloud like he pointed eastward with his long whip look at that he said � fine isn t it no roofs and chimneys � just the woods and fields like it anywhere innocent drew a long breath � the air was indeed sweet and keen � new life seemed given to the world with its freshness but she made no reply to the enthusiastic comments of her companion thoughts were in her brain too deep for speech not here not here in this quiet pastoral scene could she learn the way to the golden of fame from the hands of the silent � it must be in the turmoil and rush of endeavour � the swift pursuit of the flying i and � the slow along � she felt herself drawn as it were by a � on � on � on � on towards a veiled mystery which waited for her � a mystery which she alone could solve presently they came within sight of several rows of ugly wooden sheds with iron roofs and short black chimneys a most there now said the � ere s a bit o already � dirt an and where man do make a mess o things e makes a mess all round spoils everything e 