On the topic of wages, too, he was Gower's master, and could hold forth: by which he taught himself to feel that practical affairs are the proper business of men, women and infants being remotely secondary; the picturesque and poetry, consequently, sheer nonsense.
'I suppose your waiting here is useless, to quote you,' he said.

'The countess can decide now to remain, if she pleases.

Drive with me to Cardiff--I miss you if you 're absent a week.

Or is it legs?
Drop me a line of your stages on the road, and don't loiter much.' Gower spoke of starting his legs next day, if he had to do the journey alone: and he clouded the yacht for Fleetwood with talk of the Wye and the Usk, Hereford and the Malvern Hills elliptical over the plains.
'Yes,' the earl acquiesced jealously; 'we ought to have seen--tramped every foot of our own country.

That yacht of mine, there she is, and I said I would board her and have a fly with half a dozen fellows round the Scottish isles.