I'm made to turn him out--willy-nilly.

The common law of England's trampled under foot.

What's worth it?
Nothing!' The Squire's thin countenance glowed fanatically.

With his arms akimbo he stood towering over the younger man, his white hair glistening in the sun.
The other smiled, as he looked his assailant up and down.
'Who's the revolutionist now ?' he said quietly.

'What's the war cost _you_, Mr.Mannering, compared to what it's cost me and my pals?
This is the first holiday I've had for three years.