She had become in this short time so markedly its presiding spirit.

'Let there be order and beauty!' she had said, instead of dirt and confusion; and the order and beauty were there.
But the presiding spirit was now surveying him, with eyes that seemed to have been watchfully withdrawn, under puckered brows.
'I don't understand,' said Elizabeth.

'You have fastened up the gates ?' 'I have,' said the Squire jocularly.

'Mrs.Perley believes the Committee will bring a tank! That would be a sight worth seeing.' 'You really want to stop them from ploughing up that land ?' 'I do.

I have offered them other land.' Elizabeth hesitated.
'Don't you believe what the Government say, Mr.Mannering ?' 'What do they say ?' 'That everything depends upon whether we shall have food enough to hold out?
That we can't win the war unless we can grow more food ourselves ?' 'That's the Government's affair.' The Squire sat down at his own table and began to look out a pen.
'Well now, Miss Bremerton, I don't think we need spend any more time over this tiresome business.