{"product_id":"2940014206341","title":"THE MAN","description":"The scene would have gladdened a painter's heart.  An old churchyard.  The\u003cbr\u003echurch low and square-towered, with long mullioned windows, the yellow-\u003cbr\u003egrey stone roughened by age and tender-hued with lichens.  Round it\u003cbr\u003eclustered many tombstones tilted in all directions.  Behind the church a\u003cbr\u003eline of gnarled and twisted yews.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe churchyard was full of fine trees.  On one side a magnificent cedar;\u003cbr\u003eon the other a great copper beech.  Here and there among the tombs and\u003cbr\u003eheadstones many beautiful blossoming trees rose from the long green\u003cbr\u003egrass.  The laburnum glowed in the June afternoon sunlight; the lilac,\u003cbr\u003ethe hawthorn and the clustering meadowsweet which fringed the edge of the\u003cbr\u003elazy stream mingled their heavy sweetness in sleepy fragrance.  The\u003cbr\u003eyellow-grey crumbling walls were green in places with wrinkled\u003cbr\u003eharts-tongues, and were topped with sweet-williams and spreading house-\u003cbr\u003eleek and stone-crop and wild-flowers whose delicious sweetness made for\u003cbr\u003ethe drowsy repose of perfect summer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut amid all that mass of glowing colour the two young figures seated on\u003cbr\u003ethe grey old tomb stood out conspicuously.  The man was in conventional\u003cbr\u003ehunting-dress: red coat, white stock, black hat, white breeches, and top-\u003cbr\u003eboots.  The girl was one of the richest, most glowing, and yet withal\u003cbr\u003edaintiest figures the eye of man could linger on.  She was in\u003cbr\u003eriding-habit of hunting scarlet cloth; her black hat was tipped forward\u003cbr\u003eby piled-up masses red-golden hair.  Round her neck was a white lawn\u003cbr\u003escarf in the fashion of a man's hunting-stock, close fitting, and sinking\u003cbr\u003einto a gold-buttoned waistcoat of snowy twill.  As she sat with the long\u003cbr\u003eskirt across her left arm her tiny black top-boots appeared underneath.\u003cbr\u003eHer gauntleted gloves were of white buckskin; her riding-whip was plaited\u003cbr\u003eof white leather, topped with ivory and banded with gold.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEven in her fourteenth year Miss Stephen Norman gave promise of striking\u003cbr\u003ebeauty; beauty of a rarely composite character.  In her the various\u003cbr\u003eelements of her race seemed to have cropped out.  The firm-set jaw, with\u003cbr\u003echin broader and more square than is usual in a woman, and the wide fine\u003cbr\u003eforehead and aquiline nose marked the high descent from Saxon through\u003cbr\u003eNorman.  The glorious mass of red hair, of the true flame colour, showed\u003cbr\u003ethe blood of another ancient ancestor of Northern race, and suited well\u003cbr\u003ewith the voluptuous curves of the full, crimson lips.  The purple-black\u003cbr\u003eeyes, the raven eyebrows and eyelashes, and the fine curve of the\u003cbr\u003enostrils spoke of the Eastern blood of the far-back wife of the Crusader.\u003cbr\u003eAlready she was tall for her age, with something of that lankiness which\u003cbr\u003emarks the early development of a really fine figure.  Long-legged, long-\u003cbr\u003enecked, as straight as a lance, with head poised on the proud neck like a\u003cbr\u003elily on its stem.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47080013136112,"sku":"2940014206341","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014206341_p0.jpg?v=1763612536","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014206341","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}