填空题 Author 1Title 2 The city of Wintoncester—the fine old city, aforetime capital of Wessex—lay amidst its convex and concave down lands in all the brightness and warmth of a July morning. The gabled brick, tile, and freestone houses had almost dried off for the season their integument of lichen, the streams in the meadows were low, and in the sloping Highstreet, from the West Gateway to the mediaeval cross, and from the mediaeval cross to the bridge, that leisurely dusting and sweeping was in progress which usually ushers in an old-fashioned market-day.