fern-beset

Updated: May 6, 2025

At the top, from the cage, he looked down over the clustering red roofs of the town and the tower of the church, and then going to the southern side sat down and lit a Red Herring cigarette, and stared away south over the old bramble-bearing, fern-beset ruin, at the waves of blue upland that rose, one behind another, across the Weald, to the lazy altitudes of Hindhead and Butser.

H. G. (Herbert George) Wells - The Wheels of Chance: a Bicycling Idyll