She brought with her a bundle
of manuscript and a fountain pen, intending to work into her new novel
a description of Ballymoy House and the demesne.
The men watched her settle herself, and then came forward cautiously
and asked if there was anything they could do for her. Miss King
suggested that they should go away and do their work. They went
obediently, but returned in a few minutes with two scythes.
"If it's pleasing to your ladyship," said the elder of the two, "I was
thinking of cutting the grass beyond, while the weather's fine, and
we'd have a chance of getting the hay saved without rain."
Miss King was not very well pleased. She would have preferred to be
left alone, in order that she might enjoy thoroughly the picturesque
dilapidation she wished to describe. But she did not see her way to
forbid the cutting of the grass. The two men sharpened their scythes
noisily and mowed down several swathes of long grass. Miss King
watched them, mildly interested. At the end of five minutes they
stopped mowing and whetted their scythes again. Then they sat down,
lit their pipes, and looked at Miss King. She busied herself with her
papers, and made some corrections with the fountain pen.
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