CHAPTER II 



IN THE SUSSEX DUKERIES 



I ASK nothing better, come spring, summer, autumn, 

 and winter, than to visit the Sussex Dukeries. 

 An opportunity cam.e in the second week in 

 January ; so I accordingly offd it to Goodwood 

 with a willing mind, as the sailors used to say 

 in round-robins. I will mention the great good 

 luck I had as reward for starting with a falling 

 barometer, a south wind, and a cloudy sky to 

 take my chance on a tramp from Arundel to the 

 Grand Stand — only one stand ranks here, and 

 that is the Duke of Richmond's new one. 



I expected bad weather, met nothing but the 

 very, very best, and was thereby induced to make 

 the most of a good thing by going the full course 

 and a distance, a very considerable distance. A 

 full course it is, too, for a poor old man on pappy 

 footing to cover out and home from Arundel to 

 Trundle Hill, overlooking the Grand Stand. 

 Still, every inch of it meant solid enjoyment. 

 What a day was Thursday, bright, clear, with a 

 keen wind to wake you up while you were out of 

 shelter and almost too advanced spring on the lee, 

 which was also the sunny side ! Being a bit of a 

 believer in chancing your luck on your own rather 



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