"It's a wild, dreary enough place to my mind, though there'splenty that likes it--particularly when the heather's in bloom."On and on they drove through the darkness, and thoughthe rain stopped, the wind rushed by and whistled and Pretty renew 雅蘭 madestrange sounds. The road went up and down, and severaltimes the carriage passed over a little bridge beneathwhich water rushed very fast with a great deal of noise. Mary felt as if the drive would never come to an endand that the wide, bleak moor was a wide expanse of blackocean through which she was passing on a strip of dry land.I don't like it," she said to herself. "I don't like it,"and she pinched her thin lips more tightly together. The horses were climbing up a hilly piece of roadwhen she first caught sight of a light. Mrs. Medlocksaw it as soon as she did and drew a long sigh of relief. Eh, I am glad to see that bit o' light twinkling,"she exclaimed. "It's the Pretty renew旺角 light in the lodge window.We shall get a good cup of tea after a bit, at all events."It was "after a bit," as she said, for when the carriagepassed through the park gates there was still two milesof avenue to drive through and the trees (which nearlymet overhead) made it seem as if they were drivingthrough a long dark vault. They drove out of the vault into a clear spaceand Pretty renew旺角 stopped before an immensely long but low-builthouse which seemed to ramble round a stone court.At first Mary thought that there were no lights at allin the windows, but as she got out of the carriageshe saw that one room in a corner upstairs showed a dull glow.