"Beautiful place, this, in the springtime.

I was down last May for a night, and I never saw such buttercups in my life.

The cows here were almost up to their knees in pasture, and the bluebells in the home woods were wonderful.

The whole of the little painting colony down at Flankney turned themselves loose upon the place last spring." "Some of the old wall is down, I see," Dominey remarked with a frown, as he gazed towards the enclosed kitchen garden.
Mr.Mangan was momentarily surprised.
"That wall has been down, to my knowledge, for twenty years," he reminded his companion.
Dominey nodded.

"I had forgotten," he muttered.
"We wrote you, by the by," the lawyer continued, "suggesting the sale of one or two of the pictures, to form a fund for repairs, but thank goodness you didn't reply! We'll have some workpeople here as soon as you've decided what you'd like done.