Thomas Hardy,
Desperate Remedies — 2. EIGHT O'CLOCK A.M.
(1871)
“ Keeping to the fields, as well as he could, for the greater part of the way, he dropped into the road by the vicarage letter-box, and looking carefully about, to ascertain that no person was near, he restored the letter to its nook, placed the key in its hiding-place, as he had promised the postman, and again rode homewards by a roundabout way. ”
