IV + 

George Green stared. + 

Then he ejaculated to himself: тАЬWell, thatтАЩs a rum go.тАЭ + 

On arrival at their destination, his master had said to him: тАЬThis is one of the oldest and most interesting places in England, Green. I shall be here at least an hourтБатАФperhaps longer. I will ask Mr.┬аChetwynd if you may stroll about the grounds.тАЭ + 

A kind old buffer, Green had thought indulgently, but terribly keen on what was called тАЬuplift.тАЭ CouldnтАЩt let one alone. And he had that extraordinary American reverence for anything that was hallowed by antiquity. + 

Certainly, this was a nice old place, though. He had looked up at it appreciatively. HeтАЩd seen pictures of it somewhere, he was sure. He wouldnтАЩt mind having a stroll round as heтАЩd been told to do. + 

It was well kept up, he noticed that. Who owned it? Some American chap? These Americans, they had all the money. He wondered who had owned it originally. Whoever it was must have been sick having to let it go. + 

He thought wistfully: тАЬI wish IтАЩd been born a toff. IтАЩd like to own a place like this.тАЭ + 

He had wandered some way through the gardens. In the distance he had noticed a heap of ruins and amongst them two figures, one of which he recognized as being that of his employer. Funny old josserтБатАФalways poking about ruins. + 

The sun was setting, there was a wonderful lurid sky, and against it Abbots Puissants stood out in all its beauty. + 

Funny, the way you thought of things as having happened before! Just for a minute Green could have sworn that he had once stood just where he was standing now and seen the house outlined against a red sky. Could swear, too, that he had felt just that same keen pang as of something that hurt. But it wanted something elseтБатАФa woman with red hair like the sunset. + 

There had been a step behind him and he had started and turned. For a minute he had felt a vague pang of disappointment. For standing there was a young slender woman and her hair, escaping each side from under her hat, was golden, not red. + 

He had touched his cap respectfully. + 

A queer sort of lady, he thought. She had stared at him with every bit of colour draining slowly from her face. She looked absolutely terrified. + 

Then, with a sudden gasp, she turned and almost ran down the path. + 

It was then that he ejaculated: тАЬWell, thatтАЩs a rum go.тАЭ + 

She must, he decided, be a bit queer in the head. + 

He resumed his aimless strolling. + 