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"I haven't seen Waters Farm yet," she said quickly. "Miss Bullen is taking me there tomorrow."

"You'll find it. . ." Anne did not quite know what to say. "Have you worked much in the country, Mrs.—er—?" She had seen the wedding ring.

"Mrs. Gailey. Not really very much. I love it, though."

"Farming nowadays is so complicated with office work that the ordinary working farmer finds it very hard to manage. I expect you've had some experience of that kind of thing."

"I've had all sorts of experience, and what I don't know I'll soon learn. I'm very quick at picking things up."

Lesley said, "I'm sure you'll manage quite easily. They all do. Besides, it isn't only for the farm that I need a secretary. I'm going to write a book."

"My dear!"

Anne was astonished. It was the first time that Lesley had shown any ambition of that kind.

"Yes. But don't tell Mother. She'd be sure to disapprove."

"What sort of book? What is it to be about?"

"About this place. I want the Turners and the Bensons and Ivory to know all about it. It seems so pathetic that they should live here and know nothing."