So, remembering how fond I was of milk from the cow, I pushed open the gate and advanced to the cottage door.
Not indeed that I can hope to put into words the charm of those embowered cottages, like nests in the armpits of great trees, tucked snugly in the hollows of those narrow, winding, almost subterranean lanes which burrow their way beneath the warm-hearted Surrey woodlands.
It happened that my way took me past the cottage, and I stopped for an instant to look at the windows, and to see if I could catch a glimpse of the strange face which had looked out at me on the day before.
I shall enter that cottage, and I shall probe the matter to the bottom.
Meanwhile, back at the widow's cottage the Bishop was growing more furious every moment.
Down the road came striding the shabby figure of the old woman who had helped him set the trap; and very wrathy was she when she saw that the cottage door had been battered in.
Mercy held back the curtain, and pointed to the cottage door.
With that parting compliment the man of gallantry--true to the last to his admiration of the sex--bowed, with his hand on his heart, and left the cottage.
The next morning, the light smoke was seen stealing from the cottage
chimney up the mountain side.
Yes - trout - small but plenty of 'em - in a beck running close behind the cottage
On the evening of the day preceding that set for the march south, a little, wiry figure, grim and gray, entered the cottage
of Father Claude.
An hour's walk along the winding banks brought me round to the cottage
which had once been Mary's home.