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The driver unfastened a gate and led the cart along a rough field
road bordered on one side by a broken wall of piled grey stones. At
the top of a steep incline another wall enclosed a narrow strip of
mud, and tangled, stunted bushes known as the garden. Beyond it,
facing westward across the moors, stood the High Farm. Stark bare
to all winds that blew were its grey walls. Five narrow windows
above and four below stared blankly at the winding road, like eyes
without eyebrows. A few farm buildings huddled to the south and
crept behind the shelter of the hill, but the house stood square to the
wild wind and the wild sky and the waiting menace of the moor.
"Is—is this Thraile?" Muriel faltered.
Connie smiled at her, a queer light smile of pride, of fear, of
challenge.
"Yes, this is Thraile all right. The High Farm—Muriel. Muriel—the
High Farm. Now you are properly introduced. And very nice too, I
don't think!"
The wind caught her laugh and snatched it away, as it had caught
the smoke of the ascending engine.
XXIX
Mrs. Todd drew her pie from the oven and sniffed it
appreciatively. Its billowing crust was slowly ripening to the rich gold
of maturity. Its savoury smell satisfied her. She replaced it, shut the
oven door with meticulous care and rose stiffly to her feet, her
corsets creaking as she moved. She began to grumble aloud
cheerfully:
"All I can say is—if Miss Muriel can't eat a bit of good pie like that,
she can go without. Good meat houses there is, and bad 'uns there
is, and no one can say that Meggie Todd's near wi' her lads, nor
lasses neither, though I'm fair sick o' these Hammonds. What wi' Mr.
Hammond trampin' round like a mad elephant an' Mrs. H. mewing
round like a sick cat, you might ha' thought Ben had murdered their
lass instead o' marrying her."
She clapped a dish of bacon on to the long table and whisked her
oven cloth on to a nail beside the stove, for she did nothing without
enormous vigour.
"A fat lot o' use it is, me havin' Connie front ways if she's not
going to give a hand wi' t'work, but s'always gadding round after her
fine relations. Ah suppose William 'ud tell me that the wife's kin are a
scourge sent from God for t'original sin o' t'husband," and she tossed
the head that had once been the pertest in Follerwick. But she was
not William, nor did she really dislike Connie as much as her words
implied; but she found in these monologues of indictment an outlet
for the accumulated irritation of reproaches born without resentment.
She contemplated the clean white cloth on the table, straightened a
couple of dishes on the dresser, then flew towards the yard door and
the coal-house, murmuring as a parting message to the kitchen, "I'm
sure the Lord made relations-in-law to square up for them as can't
get married."
She had, indeed, good reason to see in relations-in-law a
doubtful blessing. As Meggie Megson, the bright-eyed daughter of a
Follerwick publican, she had been wooed with greater enthusiasm
than discretion by William Todd of Thraile. A hasty marriage ensured
the legitimate birth of her eldest son, Matthew, but did not quiet the