Sons of the Morning Author:Eden Phillpotts Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: all her own rubbish, which is a thing beyond human ingenuity." This man and woman had known each other from early youth and were now left by Chance in positio... more »ns curiously similar; for Honor Endicott was also an orphan, also came of ancient Devon stock, and also found her patrimony of Bear Down Farm — a large property on the fringe of the Moor, and chiefly under grass—somewhat of a problem. It was unencumbered, but hungered for the spending of money. Concerning the Endicotts, who had dwelt there for many generations, it need only be said that they were of yeoman descent, dated from Tudor times, and had of late, like many a kindred family all England over, sunk from their former estate to the capacity of working farmers. Honor, who had enjoyed educational privileges as a result of some self-denial on the part of both her parents, now reigned mistress at " Endicott's," as Bear Down Farm was commonly called. At first sovereign power proved a source of pleasure; now, blunted by nearly a year of experience, her rule occasioned no particular delight. Presently Christopher led his companion beside the great beech and pointed to a leafy tent beneath it. " Come into my parlour. I found this delicious place yesterday, and I said to myself, ' Mistress Endicott may take pleasure in such a spot as this.' Here will we sit— among the spiders with bodies like peas and legs like hairs; and I 'll make you laugh." " It 's late, Christopher." " Never too late to laugh. Just half one little hour. What are thirty minutes to two independent people who toil not, neither do they spin — nor even knit, like your uncle ? There — is n't it jolly comfortable ? Wish theupholstery on some of my old-world furniture was as complete. By the way, you know that sofa thing with dachshund legs and a ge...« less