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Updated: June 27, 2025
Their friendship with Bevis Talland, the boy who, once the village foundling, had turned out to be heir to the Chagmouth estate, had given them an intimate acquaintance with the life of the place. Bevis had shown them the haunts of the birds, and the best places for wild flowers, had told them the local legends and the histories of the various worthies of the parish.
They had to tell him all their adventures during the summer holidays and about the changes at 'The Moorings, and he also had much to relate about his own school and his future plans. Though he was now squire of Chagmouth, he took his new honours very quietly and made no fuss about them.
Even the gnarled apple trees are being cut down and replaced by market gardeners' 'choice saplings. Picturesque England will soon be a thing of the past! I consider Chagmouth one of the last strongholds for an artist, and I'm going to live here as long as it remains unspoilt. There's enough work to keep me busy for several years at any rate."
Though I'm yearning for the holidays. Shall we go to Chagmouth on Saturday?" "Oh, yes! Bevis breaks up to-morrow, and I expect he'll be at Grimbal's Farm by then. It's his last term at school as well as mine. I wonder how he feels about leaving? I promised, too, to call and see the Castletons." When the girls reached home, there was a letter on the table for Mavis in Clive's handwriting.
Mavis stooped down and picked up the little photo which had fallen from the envelope on to the floor. Clive had used his Brownie camera at Chagmouth and had promised to post them the results, but had forgotten. This solitary print represented Bevis there was no mistaking Bevis but Mavis bent over it with puzzled eyes, for clasped tightly in his arms with her head laid upon his shoulder was a girl.
As Mavis and Merle walked back along the cliffs to Chagmouth their tongues wagged fast in discussion of their new acquaintances. Mavis was charmed with Beata and Romola, and Merle had utterly lost her heart to Fay. "I feel as if I could like her!" she declared. "She's a sport, and really we want somebody to wake us up a little at 'The Moorings. I believe this term is going to be jolly.
The contingent from Chagmouth, whose car was stationed outside in the road, and whose driver was waxing impatient, were obliged to depart without the exciting news. Merle went as far as the gate to watch them pack into their 'sardine-tin. Four sat behind, and two in front with the chauffeur, all quite radiant and thoroughly enjoying themselves. "Good-bye!
Bevis was a good ally in this respect, and would often call in at Burswood Farm with some uncommon specimen which he thought they had not yet found for themselves. He had come on this errand one morning, and was helping Mavis to screw up her pressing boards, when Mrs. Tremayne happened to mention the scarcity of shells in the neighbourhood of Chagmouth. "I've hardly found any!" she remarked.
I hope nobody else will want to join us!" "Babbie Williams is to be a day-girl this term. She lives over there at The Warren." "We haven't room for her." "She's going in their own car." "That's good news for the sardines! I was thinking some of us would have to ride on the footboard or the luggage-carrier. Is Babbie fair, with bobbed hair? Then I've seen her in church. Seven of us from Chagmouth!
I don't go down to Chagmouth again till you can walk back yourself! And I didn't! He was three years old before I went even to the post office. How do I manage about stamps? Why, the postman brings them for me and takes my letters. The grocers' carts come round from Kilvan, and the butcher calls once a week, and what can you want more?
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