Do you know what he was ?' Somerset did not.
She looked across the distant country, where undulations of dark-green foliage formed a prospect extending for miles.

And as she watched, and Somerset's eyes, led by hers, watched also, a white streak of steam, thin as a cotton thread, could be discerned ploughing that green expanse.

'Her father made THAT,' Miss De Stancy said, directing her finger towards the object.
'That what ?' 'That railway.

He was Mr.John Power, the great railway contractor.

And it was through making the railway that he discovered this castle--the railway was diverted a little on its account.' 'A clash between ancient and modern.' 'Yes, but he took an interest in the locality long before he purchased the estate.