"Two men had fallen asleep in a hay-cart smoking; it caught fire, burnt the men, cart, hay, and all."
"‘Am I to see the letter, papa?’ she asked, wishing to turn his mind from the subject of the hay-cart."
"He thought that Farmer Stovey was cruel in that he had left the hay-cart near the house, to wound his eyes by reminding him that he was no longer master of the ground before his own hall door."