IN NORFOLK BY THE SEA 



On the east coast of Norfolk lies a little town whose 

 people, for rough manners with good intentions, are 

 distinct from any in England. There is nothing 

 worse than this about them, and very much that is 

 better. Their town is charming, 



It is set in a little from the sea — lying there with 

 its back to the cornfields and its face to a waste of 

 marsh. But at flood the sea makes in by the creek, 

 lifting the boats that lie upon the mud-banks and 

 lapping against the stones of the little quay. The 

 town, with its couple of big windmills and its long 

 low line of wharves and old red-tiled houses, looks 

 very, very Dutch. From the sea-front inwards it is 

 bisected by a series of long passages which, sometimes 

 approached by an arched entry bored through the 

 houses, begin by being extremely narrow, but end by 

 being fairly wide — begin as " yards " and end as 

 streets. The commerce of this seaboard has moved 





