''Tis her very own person's--settled upon the hairs of her head for ever.' 'O nation! Then if I were the man I shouldn't care for such a one-eyed benefit as that,' said Dairyman Jinks, turning away to listen to the talk on his other hand.
'Is that true ?' asked the gentleman-farmer in broadcloth.
'It is sufficiently near the truth,' said Havill.

'There is nothing at all unusual in the arrangement; it was only settled so to prevent any schemer making a beggar of her.

If Somerset and she have any children, which probably they will, it will be theirs; and what can a man want more?
Besides, there is a large portion of property left to her personal use--quite as much as they can want.

Oddly enough, the curiosities and pictures of the castle which belonged to the De Stancys are not restricted from sale; they are hers to do what she likes with.

Old Power didn't care for articles that reminded him so much of his predecessors.' 'Hey ?' said Dairyman Jinks, turning back again, having decided that the conversation on his right hand was, after all, the more interesting.
'Well--why can't 'em hire a travelling chap to touch up the picters into her own gaffers and gammers?
Then they'd be worth sommat to her.' 'Ah, here they are?
I thought so,' said Havill, who had been standing up at the window for the last few moments.