“See, Harper⁠—there are berries! We need go no further.” She changed the reins to her right hand and made as if to spring down.

“The place I spoke of is but a short way on, miss,” ventured the man, keeping his seat.

She paused.

“But why will these not suffice?”

“Well, miss, if you like. But those others were a deal finer. It seems a pity not to get some.”

Diana looked doubtfully along the road.

“ ’Tis not far?”

“No, miss; but another quarter of a mile, and then down the track by the wood.”

Still she hesitated.

“I do not want to be late,” she demurred.