Do you know when he's likely to be at liberty ?" "Why, sir, you can hardly miss him, except it's o' Treddles'on market-day--that's of a Friday, you know.

For if he's anywhere on the farm we can send for him in a minute.

If we'd got rid o' the Scantlands, we should have no outlying fields; and I should be glad of it, for if ever anything happens, he's sure to be gone to the Scantlands.

Things allays happen so contrairy, if they've a chance; and it's an unnat'ral thing to have one bit o' your farm in one county and all the rest in another." "Ah, the Scantlands would go much better with Choyce's farm, especially as he wants dairyland and you've got plenty.

I think yours is the prettiest farm on the estate, though; and do you know, Mrs.Poyser, if I were going to marry and settle, I should be tempted to turn you out, and do up this fine old house, and turn farmer myself." "Oh, sir," said Mrs.Poyser, rather alarmed, "you wouldn't like it at all.