Whitsuntide came； just before her examination。 She was to
have a few days of rest。 Dorothy had inherited her patrimony；
and had taken a cottage in Sussex。 She invited them to stay with
her。
They went down to Dorothy's neat； low cottage at the foot of
the downs。 Here they could do as they liked。 Ursula was always
yearning to go to the top of the downs。 The white track wound up
to the rounded summit。 And she must go。
Up there； she could see the Channel a few miles away； the sea
raised up and faintly glittering in the sky； the Isle of Wight a
shadow lifted in the far distance； the river winding bright
through the patterned plain to seaward； Arundel Castle a shadowy
bulk； and then the rolling of the high； smooth downs； making a
high； smooth land under heaven； acknowledging only the heavens
in their great； sun…glowing strength； and suffering only a few
bushes to trespass on the intercourse between their great；
unabateable body and the changeful body of the sky。
Below she saw the villages and the woods of the weald； and
the train running bravely； a gallant little thing； running with
all the importance of the world over the water meadows and into
the gap of the downs； waving its white steam； yet all the while
so little。 So little； yet its courage carried it from end to end
of the earth； till there was no place where it did not