Questions 1 through 8 refer to the following passage
Excerpt from A Popular Schoolgirl
by Angela Brazil
1 The Saxons were spending their summer holidays at a farm
near the seaside, and for the first time in four long years the
whole family was reunited. Mr. Saxon, Egbert, and Athelstane
had only just been demobilized, and had hardly yet settled down
to civilian life. They had joined the rest of the party at Lynstones
before returning to their native town of Grovebury. The six weeks
by the sea seemed a kind of oasis between the anxious period of
the war that was past and gone, and the new epoch that
stretched ahead in the future. To Ingred they were halcyon days.
To have her father and brothers safely back, and for the family to
be together in the midst of such beautiful scenery, was sufficient
for utter enjoyment. She did not wish her mind to venture outside
the charmed circle of the holidays. Beyond, when she thought
about it all, lay a nebulous prospect, in the center of which school
loomed large.
2 On this particular hot August afternoon, Ingred welcomed an
excursion in the sidecar. She had not felt inclined to walk down
the white path under the blazing sun to the glaring beach, but it
was another matter to spin along the high road till, as the fairy
tales put it, her hair whistled in the wind. Egbert was anxious to
set off, so Hereward took his place on the luggage-carrier, and,
after some back-firing, the three started forth. It was a glorious
run over moorland country, with glimpses of the sea on the one
hand, and craggy tors on the other, and round them billowy
masses of heather, broken here and there by runnels of peat-
stained water. If Egbert exceeded the speed-limit, he certainly
had the excuse of a clear road before him; there were no hedges
to hide advancing cars, neither was there any possibility of
whisking round a corner to find a hay-cart blocking the way. In
the course of an hour they had covered a considerable number of
miles, and found themselves whirling down the tremendous hill
that led to the seaside town of Chatcombe.
3 Arrived in the main street they left the motorcycle at a garage,
and strolled on to the promenade, joining the crowd of holiday-
makers who were sauntering along in the heat, or sitting on the
benches watching the children digging in the sand below. Much
to Ingred’s astonishment she was suddenly hailed by her name,
and, turning, found herself greeted with enthusiasm by a
schoolfellow.
4 “Ingred! What a surprise!”
5 “Avis! Who’d have thought of seeing you?”
6 “Are you staying here?”
7 “No, only over for the afternoon.”
8 “We’ve rooms at Beach View over there. Come along and
have some tea with us, and your brothers too. Yes, indeed you
must! Mother will be delighted to see you all. I shan’t let you say
no!”
9 Borne away by her hospitable friend, Ingred presently found
herself sitting on a seat in the front garden of a tall boarding-
house facing the sea, and while Egbert and Hereward discussed
motor-cycling with Avis’s father, the two girls enjoyed a
confidential chat together.
10 “Only a few days now,” sighed Avis, “then we’ve got to leave
all this and go home. How long are you staying at Lynstones,
Ingred?”
11 “A fortnight more, but don’t talk of going home. I want the
holidays to last forever!”
12 “So do I, but they won’t. School begins on the twenty-first of
September. It will be rather sport to go to the new buildings at
last, won’t it? By the by, now the war’s over, and we’ve all got our
own again, I suppose you’re going back to Rotherwood, aren’t
you?”
13 “I suppose so, when it’s ready.”
14 “But surely the Red Cross cleared out ages ago, and the whole
place has been done up? I saw the paperhangers there in June.”
15 “Oh, yes!” Ingred’s voice was a little strained.
16 “You’ll be so glad to be living there again,” continued Avis. “I
always envied you that lovely house. You must have hated
lending it as a hospital. I expect when you’re back you’ll be giving
all sorts of delightful parties, won’t you? At least that’s what the
girls at school were saying.”
17 “It’s rather early to make plans,” temporized Ingred.
18 “Oh, of course! But Jess and Francie said you’d a gorgeous
floor for dancing. I do think a fancy-dress dance is about the best
fun on earth. The next time I get an invitation, I’m going as a
Quaker maiden, in a gray dress and the duckiest little white cap.
Don’t you think it would suit me? With your dark hair you ought to
be something Eastern. I can just imagine you acting hostess in a
shimmery sort of white-and-gold costume. Do promise to wear
white-and-gold!”
19 “All right,” laughed Ingred.
20 “It’s so delightful that the war’s over, and we can begin to have
parties again, like we used to do. Beatrice Jackson told me she
should never forget that Carnival dance she went to at
Rotherwood five years ago, and all the lanterns and fairy lamps.
Some of the other girls talk about it yet. Hullo, that’s the gong!
Come indoors, and we’ll have tea.”
Read the following sentence from paragraph 2.
It was a glorious run over moorland country, with
glimpses of the sea on the one hand, and craggy tors on
the other, and round them billowy masses of heather,
broken here and there by runnels of peat-stained water.
The detailed description of the landscape enhances the story by