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The Dinham road was full of new beauties seen in this manner; the evening breeze was soft and cool, and from some of the fields came the sweet smell of hay as they passed. There was plenty of variety, too, in the bumps and jolts of the springless cart, Moore's way of driving was new and attractive, and David's paces had at least the merit of unexpectedness.
The injury proved so serious that he had to see a surgeon; and this surgeon happened to be Mr. John Dinham, Hawker's brother-in-law. Two days after the accident Tennyson drove over to Morwenstow with Dinham to see Hawker. His own note on the visit is brief and unsatisfying: "In a gig to Rev.
She looked at the label on the bottle to see his name: Jabez Wrench, High Street, Dinham. She had been to his shop with Mrs Fotheringham, and she remembered Mr Wrench. He was a white-faced man with red hair, and he smiled a great deal. "I shall say I come from Paradise Court," said Iris to herself, "and then he'll know it's all right."
"So you have your little god-daughter with you still?" she said to Mrs Fotheringham. "Ah, I recollect we met yesterday in the Dinham Road." Iris looked beseechingly at her, but she only nodded and smiled comfortably. "In the Dinham Road!" repeated Mrs Fotheringham, "what were you doing in the Dinham Road alone, Iris?"
Without stopping to consider this, however, or to gather any of the tempting things growing so near her hand, she ran on, swinging the empty bottle in the air; on, on, through three long fields, and then she checked her speed, for in the distance she could see the chimneys of Dinham, and she knew she could not be far off.
"They told me in the house I should find him hereabouts," she went on; "but I've run all over the place and I can't catch sight of him, and I do want him most pertickler." "He isn't here, I know," said Iris. "He's gone over to Dinham in the donkey-cart to fetch parcels from the station." "Oh, dear!" said the young woman, wiping her hot face with her apron, "how orkerd things always do happen!
There's a neighbour holding of her now." "Stop a minute," said Iris, as the woman turned sadly away, "I'll go and fetch it. I know the way to Dinham." She felt quite excited, and eager for the adventure. "Thank you kindly, miss, but I couldn't trouble you, not to go all that way." "It's only two miles across the fields," said Iris.
The Dinham road was very quiet, and there were few people about; but as they approached Paradise Court an open carriage with a pair of fine chestnut horses drove rapidly by, and David, as was his custom on such occasions, drew up and stood quite still while it passed, in spite of Moore's utmost exertions. "Who was that lady in the carriage?" asked Iris, for she saw Moore touch his cap.
From this point one can see the tapering spire of St. Michael's Church, in the grounds of Mount Dinham, where are the almshouses erected and endowed in 1860 by John Dinham. Here are forty free cottages and episcopal charity schools, the latter founded originally in 1709 by Bishop Offspring Blackall. Continuing along the bastion the limit of the northern wall is soon reached.
"Where were you, and with whom?" When her godmother spoke so very distinctly Iris knew how angry she was, and it was dreadfully difficult to answer at first. Presently, however, gathering courage she lifted her head and said almost defiantly: "In the donkey-cart with Moore." "Did you drive to Dinham with him?" "No." "How did you get there?" "I ran across the fields."
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