{"product_id":"2940013740525","title":"Mr. Jones","description":"Lady Jane Lynke was unlike other people: when she heard that she had\u003cbr\u003einherited Bells, the beautiful old place which had belonged to the Lynkes\u003cbr\u003eof Thudeney for something like six hundred years, the fancy took her to\u003cbr\u003ego and see it unannounced. She was staying at a friend's near by, in\u003cbr\u003eKent, and the next morning she borrowed a motor and slipped away alone to\u003cbr\u003eThudeney-Blazes, the adjacent village.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was a lustrous motionless day. Autumn bloom lay on the Sussex downs,\u003cbr\u003eon the heavy trees of the weald, on streams moving indolently, far off\u003cbr\u003eacross the marshes. Farther still, Dungeness, a fitful streak, floated on\u003cbr\u003ean immaterial sky which was perhaps, after all, only sky.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn the softness Thudeney-Blazes slept: a few aged houses bowed about a\u003cbr\u003educk-pond, a silvery spire, orchards thick with dew. Did Thudeney-Blazes\u003cbr\u003eever wake?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLady Jane left the motor to the care of the geese on a miniature common,\u003cbr\u003epushed open a white gate into a field (the griffoned portals being\u003cbr\u003epadlocked), and struck across the park toward a group of carved\u003cbr\u003echimney-stacks. No one seemed aware of her.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn a dip of the land, the long low house, its ripe brick masonry\u003cbr\u003eoverhanging a moat deeply sunk about its roots, resembled an aged cedar\u003cbr\u003espreading immemorial red branches. Lady Jane held her breath and gazed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA silence distilled from years of solitude lay on lawns and gardens. No\u003cbr\u003eone had lived at Bells since the last Lord Thudeney, then a penniless\u003cbr\u003eyounger son, had forsaken it sixty years before to seek his fortune in\u003cbr\u003eCanada. And before that, he and his widowed mother, distant poor\u003cbr\u003erelations, were housed in one of the lodges, and the great place, even in\u003cbr\u003etheir day, had been as mute and solitary as the family vault.","brand":"WDS Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47070198300912,"sku":"2940013740525","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013740525_p0.jpg?v=1763589629","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013740525","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}