I propose to offer him pretty nearly what he asks." "He'll take it," said Mr.Crawley, with satisfaction.

"I could never make Sir Timothy see that it wouldn't pay the fellow to turn out unless he got something over and above the value of his mortgages." "The next thing I want you to arrange is the purchase of those twenty acres of rough pasture and gorse, right in the centre of the property," said John, "rented by the man who lives outside Youlestone, at what they call Pott's farm, for his wretched, half-starved beasts to graze upon.

He's saved us the trouble of exterminating the rabbits there, I notice." "He's an inveterate poacher.

A good thing to give him no further excuse to hang about the place.

What do you propose to do ?" "Compensate him, burn the gorse, cut the bracken, and plant larch.
There are enough picturesque commons on the top of the hill, where the soil is poor, and land is cheap.