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And then the girl heard yet louder tramps and clankings, and she beheld rising from where the others had risen a whole column of cavalry in marching order.
T. Hardy,The Trumpet-Major, MacMillan, London, 1962, p. 5, chap. 1
PLACE: Dorset
TIME: ca. 1800
Partly from the excitement of having his Matilda under the paternal roof, Bob rose next morning as early as his father and the grinder, and, when the big wheel began to patter and the little ones to mumble in response, went to sun himself outside the mill-front, among the fowles of brown and speckled kinds which haunted that spot, and the ducks that came up from the mill-tail.
T. Hardy,The Trumpet-Major, MacMillan, London, 1962, p. 158, chap. 19.
PLACE: Dorset
TIME: ca. 1800
Every night after this, during the mournful gales of autumn, the strange mixed music of water, wind, and strings met her ear, swelling and sinking with an almost supernatural cadence.
T. Hardy,The Trumpet-Major, MacMillan, London, 1962, p. 190, chap. 22.
PLACE: Dorset
TIME: ca. 1800
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