It got too hard for me lately, though at one time I meant to do it.

The land and the house are the worst investment you can have for your money, and if you sell, a man like you may make money in many ways.

Gordon the brewer is dying to have the place, and he has more right to it than we have, for he has ten acres round to our one.

Let him have the estate and found a new family; the people will miss us at first, God bless 'em, but they'll soon get used to Gordon, for he's a kindly man, and a just, and I am glad that we shall have so good a successor.

Remember your family and your ancestors, and for that reason don't hang on here, as I said before, in the false position of an old county family without money, like the Singletons of Hurst, living in a ruined hall, with a miserable overcropped farm, a corner of the old deer park, under their drawing-room window.