by Mrs Humphry Ward (Author)

"Hullo, Preston don't trouble to go in." The postman, just guiding his bicycle into the Rectory drive, turned at the summons and dismounted. The Rector approached him from the road, and the postman, diving into his letter-bag and into the box of his bicycle, brought out a variety of letters and packages, which he placed in the Rector's hands. The recipient smiled.