CHAPTER V

THE RUINED CHURCH That winter was a bitter one. Snow fell thick, and covered England from end to end. More than half the mating-bungalows were deserted, for their tenants declared that the country in winter was too slow to be endured. It was a disgrace to civilisation that you should need to put on snow-shoes if you wanted to get to the underground motor-station. Of course, something went wrong with the teleflick. It was quite dangerous to take your moth out. At one time it looked as though the bungalows would be c…