His face was covered with those wrinkles which are got in open air, and which rightly looked at, are no more than a sort of permanent sunburning; such wrinkles heighten the stupidity of stupid faces; but to a person like Will, with his clear eyes and smiling mouth, only give another charm by testifying to a simple and easy life.

His talk was full of wise sayings.

He had a taste for other people; and other people had a taste for him.

When the valley was full of tourists in the season, there were merry nights in Will's arbour; and his views, which seemed whimsical to his neighbours, were often enough admired by learned people out of towns and colleges.
Indeed, he had a very noble old age, and grew daily better known; so that his fame was heard of in the cities of the plain; and young men who had been summer travellers spoke together in _cafes_ of Will o' the Mill and his rough philosophy.

Many and many an invitation, you may be sure, he had; but nothing could tempt him from his upland valley.