I am not satisfied about Maddison.

I am sure he still means to impose on me if possible, and get a cousin of his own into a certain mill, which I design for somebody else.

I must come to an understanding with him.

I must make him know that I will not be tricked on the south side of Everingham, any more than on the north: that I will be master of my own property.

I was not explicit enough with him before.
The mischief such a man does on an estate, both as to the credit of his employer and the welfare of the poor, is inconceivable.