The old people should have their pensions as of right.

No hopeless old age, no cringing dependence! We would try co-operation on the land, and pull it through.

And not in Mellor only.

One might be the ruler, the regenerator of half a county!" Memory brought to mind in vivid sequence the figures and incidents of the afternoon, of her village round with Mary Harden.
"_As the eyes of servants towards the hand of their mistress_"-- the old words occurred to her as she thought of herself stepping in and out of the cottages.

Then she was ashamed of herself and rejected the image with vehemence.