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There
were
half
a
dozen
flies
or
more
from
the
Woking
station
standing
in
the
road
by
the
sand
pits
,
a
basketchaise
from
Chobham
,
and
a
rather
lordly
carriage
.
Besides
that
,
there
was
quite
a
heap
of
bicycles
.
In
addition
,
a
large
number
of
people
must
have
walked
,
in
spite
of
the
heat
of
the
day
,
from
Woking
and
Chertsey
,
so
that
there
was
altogether
quite
a
considerable
crowd
--
one
or
two
gaily
dressed
ladies
among
the
others
.
It
was
glaringly
hot
,
not
a
cloud
in
the
sky
nor
a
breath
of
wind
,
and
the
only
shadow
was
that
of
the
few
scattered
pine
trees
.
The
burning
heather
had
been
extinguished
,
but
the
level
ground
towards
Ottershaw
was
blackened
as
far
as
one
could
see
,
and
still
giving
off
vertical
streamers
of
smoke
.
An
enterprising
sweet-stuff
dealer
in
the
Chobham
Road
had
sent
up
his
son
with
a
barrow-load
of
green
apples
and
ginger
beer
.
Going
to
the
edge
of
the
pit
,
I
found
it
occupied
by
a
group
of
about
half
a
dozen
men
--
Henderson
,
Ogilvy
,
and
a
tall
,
fair-haired
man
that
I
afterwards
learned
was
Stent
,
the
Astronomer
Royal
,
with
several
workmen
wielding
spades
and
pickaxes
.
Stent
was
giving
directions
in
a
clear
,
high
-
pitched
voice
.
He
was
standing
on
the
cylinder
,
which
was
now
evidently
much
cooler
;
his
face
was
crimson
and
streaming
with
perspiration
,
and
something
seemed
to
have
irritated
him
.
A
large
portion
of
the
cylinder
had
been
uncovered
,
though
its
lower
end
was
still
embedded
.
As
soon
as
Ogilvy
saw
me
among
the
staring
crowd
on
the
edge
of
the
pit
he
called
to
me
to
come
down
,
and
asked
me
if
I
would
mind
going
over
to
see
Lord
Hilton
,
the
lord
of
the
manor
.
The
growing
crowd
,
he
said
,
was
becoming
a
serious
impediment
to
their
excavations
,
especially
the
boys
.
They
wanted
a
light
railing
put
up
,
and
help
to
keep
the
people
back
.
He
told
me
that
a
faint
stirring
was
occasionally
still
audible
within
the
case
,
but
that
the
workmen
had
failed
to
unscrew
the
top
,
as
it
afforded
no
grip
to
them
.
The
case
appeared
to
be
enormously
thick
,
and
it
was
possible
that
the
faint
sounds
we
heard
represented
a
noisy
tumult
in
the
interior
.
I
was
very
glad
to
do
as
he
asked
,
and
so
become
one
of
the
privileged
spectators
within
the
contemplated
enclosure
.
I
failed
to
find
Lord
Hilton
at
his
house
,
but
I
was
told
he
was
expected
from
London
by
the
six
o'clock
train
from
Waterloo
;
and
as
it
was
then
about
a
quarter
past
five
,
I
went
home
,
had
some
tea
,
and
walked
up
to
the
station
to
waylay
him
.
When
I
returned
to
the
common
the
sun
was
setting
.
Scattered
groups
were
hurrying
from
the
direction
of
Woking
,
and
one
or
two
persons
were
returning
.
The
crowd
about
the
pit
had
increased
,
and
stood
out
black
against
the
lemon
yellow
of
the
sky
--
a
couple
of
hundred
people
,
perhaps
.
There
were
raised
voices
,
and
some
sort
of
struggle
appeared
to
be
going
on
about
the
pit
.
Strange
imaginings
passed
through
my
mind
.
As
I
drew
nearer
I
heard
Stent
's
voice
:
'
Keep
back
!
Keep
back
!
'
A
boy
came
running
towards
me
.
'
It
's
a-movin
'
,
'
he
said
to
me
as
he
passed
;
'
a-screwin
'
and
a-screwin
'
out
.
I
do
n't
like
it
.
I
'm
a-goin
'
'
ome
,
I
am
.
'
