northerly direction, and perhaps get to London by degrees,' remarked Clare. 'Vessels go thence to every part of the world, if we wish to leave; and we are less likely to be seen there than at the ports on the Channel.'
She made no reply to this beyond that of clasping him more tightly. Though the season was an English May the weather was serenely bright, and during the afternoon it was 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 an ornamental gate 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, a dignified building of regular design and large accommodation.
'I know it,' said Clare. 'It is Bramshurst Manor-house. 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.'
