He was wonderfully good to me and Biddy--my brother.
It is delightful to find an old friend in a new place." "I'm very fond of Lewis," said Mrs.Hope, "but I wish to goodness he had never inherited Laverlaw.

He might have done a lot in the world with his brain and his heart and his courage, but there he is contentedly settled in that green glen of his, and greatly absorbed in sheep.

Sheep! The country is run by the Sir John Bankses, and the Lewis Elliots think about sheep.

It's all wrong.

It's all wrong.