Phillip had little thought of wild birds now; life was full of new prospects. It seemed to him that he had never lived before. There was his new friend the garage manager, the handsome Monty with the rich chuckling laugh, debonair manner, graceful figure, and dark, good-looking face. He took Phillip out in various motor cars in the long sunny evenings. Monty’s idea was to have some sport, to get hold of two birds, as he put it. Phillip’s idea was to learn to drive properly. One night they drove through flat green pastures and cornfields, seeing in the distance a small town on a little hill, clustering round a cathedral looking as though all the walls had once been under water, and dried off again, very long ago. He mentioned this to Monty, who laughed and said, “Well, you’re not far out, for Ely was surrounded by water in Hereward the Wake’s time.” “Good lord, were these the Fens?”“They still are.
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