He gave me a kind of turn the minute I looked at him.

And, depend upon it, he's come to turn us all out of house and home." Ellen gave a faint shudder.

What if her father's wicked scheming were to come to such an end as this! what if she had been sold into bondage, and the master to whom she had been given had not even the wealth which had been held before her as a bait in her misery! For herself she cared little whether she were rich or poor.

It could make but a difference of detail in the fact of her unhappiness, whether she were mistress of Wyncomb or a homeless tramp upon the country roads.

The workhouse without Stephen Whitelaw must needs be infinitely preferable to Wyncomb Farm with him.