But by and by he has written all there is to be said in the particular line he has chosen and he does not know how to choose another.

That is the time when a man needs a library to help him." "I really don't think you have reached that point, Mr.Ambrose," remarked Mrs.Goddard.She admired the vicar and liked his sermons.
"You are fortunately not in the position of my churchwardens," answered Mr.Ambrose.

"You have not been listening to me for thirty years." "How long have you been my tenant, Mrs.Goddard ?" asked the squire.
"Nearly two years," she answered thoughtfully, and her sad eyes rested a moment upon Mr.Juxon's face with an expression he remembered.

Indeed he looked at her very often and as he looked his admiration increased, so that when he rose to take his leave the predominant impression of the vicarage which remained in his mind was that of her face.

Something of the same fascination took hold of him which had seized upon John Short when he caught sight of Mrs.Goddard through the open door of the study, something of that unexpected interest which in Mrs.Ambrose had at first aroused a half suspicious dislike, now long forgotten.
Before the squire left he invited the whole party to come and dine with him at the Hall on the following Saturday.