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His great pile of correspondence was still untouched. She came and sat on the edge of the table. "What are we going to do this morning, please?" she asked. Wingrave glanced towards his letters. "I am afraid," he said, "that I must spend the day here!" She looked at him blankly. "Not really!" she exclaimed. "I thought that we were going to walk to Hanging Tor?"
In the glen that sloped down to Tor Bay, there were no Church-people, and but few children of any sort. Thus spiritual darkness reigned supreme throughout this beautiful domain. Cooper Smith made his way to Tor Bay. The people had received him with a patronising kindness, that was peculiarly irritating to his sensitive and somewhat small nature.
Sir Tor returned again, and beheld him how he was a seemly knight and well horsed, and well armed at all points; then Sir Tor dressed his shield, and took his spear in his hands, and the other came fiercely upon him, and smote both horse and man to the earth.
Presently he stood on the side of lofty Steeperton and surveyed that vast valley known as Taw Marsh, which lies between the western foothills of Cosdon Beacon and the Belstone Tors to the north. The ragged manes of the latter hills wind through the valley in one lengthy ridge, and extend to a tremendous castellated mass of stone, by name Oke Tor.
Then he proceeded to relate how he had taken a long ride with a lady whom he extremely admired. "We turned off from the Tor di Quinto Road to that castellated farm-house you know of once a Ghibelline fortress whither Claude Lorraine used to come to paint pictures of which the surrounding landscape is still so artistically, so compositionally, suggestive.
That devil he wanted them to die suppose he should be lurking somewhere about the house, waiting for the servant to go that he might finish his work. The Tor di Rocca were hard and swift and cruel as steel. That Duchess Veronica, who had brought her husband the other woman's severed head, wrapped in fine linen of her own weaving, as a New Year's gift! she had been one of them.
They went, did these simple troopers, to look at the stable, and sure enough, there was no Grey Robin. Nevertheless, some amongst them had logic enough to take this as something less than proof convincing, and spent three hours and more ransacking the house and barn, and searching the tor and the moors below it.
Ah, said the cowherd, I weened not this, but I may believe it well, for he had never no tatches of me. Sir, said Tor unto Merlin, dishonour not my mother. Sir, said Merlin, it is more for your worship than hurt, for your father is a good man and a king, and he may right well advance you and your mother, for ye were begotten or ever she was wedded. That is truth, said the wife.
Amongst the more interesting walks in the neighbourhood are Arthur's Point, offering a good view of the Glastonbury plain; Tor and Dulcot hills on the Shepton road; Ebbor rocks near Wookey Hole. Wembdon, a parish 1 m. N.W. of Bridgwater, of which it is virtually a suburb. On the S. of the building is an old cross. N.W. from the former town. There is also a Norm. door on the N. side, now blocked.
Thus I was shown a mammoth's tooth in the museum at Torquay in Devonshire which is believed to have been dredged up from a deposit of vegetable matter now partially submerged beneath the sea. A more elevated part of the same peaty formation constitutes the bottom of the valley in which Tor Abbey stands.
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