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Amberley Castle, as the residence has always been called, was built in the reign of Richard II, about 1379, and then consisted of a crenellated building with square corner towers and two round gate towers; the present house, which stands within the walls, was erected in the early sixteenth century by Bishop Sherbourne.
Simon Amberley had never been able to strike root in life, until, some ten years since, he found a congenial soil in that remote fastness of the Rocky Mountains known as Lame Gulch.
It was with real regret that on that May morning I left Amberley, turning often to look back at it, and last from the great seven-arched bridge over the Arun, whence one may look down stream upon the wooded slopes of Arundel Park.
"The light's not quite what it ought to be, Sir, but I daresay you'll be able to see a good deal. Miss Amberley, Sir, she's taught Lily fine. I'm sure we're very much obliged to her and to you for asking her." "I don't know what the sick children here will do without her, Daunt. She's going away wants to be a nurse." "Well, I'm very sorry, Sir. She'll be badly missed." "That she will.
Look at that train 'hold-up' at White Point. Was there ever such a bright play? I tell you, whoever runs that gang is a wise guy. He's ten points flyer than Master Stanley Fyles. Say, Fyles was waiting for that cargo at Amberley, and here are you boys, drinking some of it right here, and with him around the town, too. Say, the boss of that gang is a bright boy."
"Amerley" is immortalized by Izaac Walton for its trout, and by Fuller, who speaks of them as "one of the four good things of Sussex." Amberley Church is a small Norman building with Early English additions; note the brass to John Wantle and the beautifully ornamented door in the south aisle. There is an hour-glass stand in the pulpit.
"So far," she said, "the population Maumsey, appeared to be quiet exceptionally able-bodied." "Goodness!" said Winnington "I can't shew you more than two or three cripples to a village. Maumsey only rejoices in two. My county school will collect from the whole county. And I should never have found out the half of them, if it hadn't been for Susy Amberley."
Amberley had not married, and although he felt the omission to be matter for regret, he had never, as far as his recollection served him, found his wish to do so particularized in favor of any one woman. "No, I ain't never married," he reluctantly admitted, when Enoch Baker, his next-door neighbor at Lame Gulch, pressed the point.
Then the child laughed, a queer little short, grown-up laugh, and declared: "I like Simon." "So do I," said Amberley, casting about for some new blandishment. "Let's come up to the shanty and draw a picture of him." "Yes," the little sphinx replied.
She was silent a moment, and then said sorely "I suppose that means, that if we did all the work we might do we needn't bother about the vote." He turned upon with animation "I vow I wasn't thinking about the vote!" "Miss Amberley doesn't seem to bother about it." Winnington's voice shewed amusement. "I can't imagine Susy a suff. It simply isn't in her."
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