Devil's Tor (2013)
“He was neatly dressed in a grey town lounge suit, with a soft felt hat, as for a call of ceremony. Ingrid already knew that he would never do the socially wrong thing—that it was only intellectually that he was a scorner and independent; and still it vaguely displeased her to see him thus; she wished he could have left formality out of a meeting which surely merely concerned their two hearts. But they greeted each other in quiet friendliness, and Peter never replaced the hat he had removed, but... in another moment cast it carelessly on to the porch seat as they passed by.
The day had turned to fine. Above it was all blue sky and white clouds, the sun kept coming and going; the breeze, more caressing than keen, brought the sweetness of the moor to them. The thirsty ground had sucked in last night's rainfall, leaving the grass underfoot dry again. They made for a well-known seat half-way down the sloping lawn on the west of the house. Ingrid was limping a little yet, but needed no support.MoreLess
The day had turned to fine. Above it was all blue sky and white clouds, the sun kept coming and going; the breeze, more caressing than keen, brought the sweetness of the moor to them. The thirsty ground had sucked in last night's rainfall, leaving the grass underfoot dry again. They made for a well-known seat half-way down the sloping lawn on the west of the house. Ingrid was limping a little yet, but needed no support.MoreLess
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