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Updated: May 21, 2025
Next morning Vessons went off in high feather; Hazel was so safely disposed of. Reddin left at the same time, and all the long May day Undern was deserted, and lay still and silent as if pondering on its loneliness. Reddin did not return until after night-fall.
I came to pick the little musherooms as come wi' the warm rain, for there's none like spring musherooms. And I came to see the flowers, and hearken at the birds, and look the nesses. 'You could have lots of flowers and birds at Undern. 'There's plenty at the Mountain. 'Then why did you come here? 'To be by my lonesome. 'Snub for me! he smiled. He liked opposition.
The hedgehog, encouraged by being left to itself, and by the slight dusk that had begun to gather in the northerly rooms of Undern where night came early had begun to creep about. Surreptitiously guided by Hazel's foot, it had crept under Amelia's skirt and laid its cold inquiring head on her ankle, thinly clad for conquest.
You should 'a seen the primmyroses he put in my room last night; I slep' at the parsonage along of us being late. Reddin frowned as if in physical pain. 'And he bought me stockings, all thin, and a sky-blue petticoat. Reddin looked round. He would have picked her up then and there and taken her to Undern, but the road was full of people. 'I couldna go agen Ed'ard! He'm that kind.
'Who comes wailing in the black o' night? said the voice of Vessons as they neared the hall door. 'I thought it was the lady as no gold comforts her as hollas "Lost! Alost!" in the Undern Coppy. Undern was in its June mood. Pinks frothed over the edges of the borders, and white bush-roses flung their arms high over the porch. All was heavily fragrant, close, muffling the senses.
'I wunna. 'You must. If you don't, I'll tell the parson you stopped the night at Undern. Surely you know that he wouldn't marry you then? He was bluffing. He knew Vessons would tell Marston the truth if he spoke. But it served his turn. 'You wouldna! she pleaded. He laughed. 'A'right, then, she said, 'if you wunna tell 'un. 'Will he stay for the dancing? 'No. I mun go along of him.
The roses that had then been in the bud were falling. At Alderslea people stared at him as he went by, flushed and hatless. From Alderslea to Wolf batch was some miles; from there to Undern the way lay over Bitterly Hill, where he missed the path. So it was quite dark when he came past Undern Pool, lying black and ghastly in its ring of skeleton trees. The foxhound set up a loud baying within.
The wind had always been her playmate. The wide plain that lay before the Undern windows was shrouded in rain not falling, but driving. Willows, comely in the evening with the pale gold of autumn, had been stripped in a moment like prisoners of a savage conqueror for sacrifice. The air was full of leaves, whirling, boiling, as in a cauldron.
He made stacks of cheeses, and took them to fairs and shows without the slightest encouragement from his master, who, when Vessons returned, red with conflict, and said, planking down the money with intense pride ''Ere it is! I 'ad to labour for thre'pences, though, would merely nod uninterestedly. But still the Undern cheeses went to shows labelled 'John Reddin, Esquire, per A. Vessons.
But I Ed'ard's, and so I mun stay. She turned away. 'Good morning to you, she said in her old-fashioned little way. She trudged up the road. Reddin watched her, a forlorn, slight figure armed with the black bag, weary with the sense of reaction. Reddin was angry and depressed. The master of Undern had been for the second time refused.
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