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To-day everything has gone awry with me, and I am just in that mood when a hard, solitary walk along a muddy road, with a wet wind blowing across the open country into one's teeth, is useful as a sedative. But as I turn the churchyard corner I see that fate, still unkind, has denied me this last consolation. Miss Olive Walsingham is waiting for me, in a smart ulster and cap, with her hands stuck deep down into her pockets.
"I was here ten minutes before my time," she calls out to me cheerfully as I raise my cap. "Am I not an example to my sex?"