My dear, he has been out of England for more than a month, living--oh, such extravagance! And the moral question, too?
You know--those women! Someone, they say, of European reputation; of course no names are breathed.

For my part, I can't say I am surprised.

Young men, you know; and particularly young men of that kind! Well, it has cost him a pretty penny; he'll remember it as long as he lives.
'Then the property will go--' 'Yes, to the working people in London; the roughest of the rough, they say! What _will_ happen?
It will be impossible for us to live here if they come and settle at the Manor.

The neighbourhood will be intolerable.

Think of the rag-tag-and-bobtail they will bring with them!' 'But Hubert!' ejaculated Mrs.Waltham, whom this vision of barbaric onset affected little in the crashing together of a great airy castle.
'Well, my dear, after all he still has more to depend upon than many we could instance.