Yes, God has left me something to be thankful for." The earl lifted his head--the only part of his frame which he could move freely, and his eyes flashed under his broad brows.

Thoroughly manly brows they were, wherein any acute observer might trace that clear sound sense, active energy, and indomitable perseverance which make the real man, and lacking which the "brawest" young follow alive is a mere body--and animal wanting the soul.
"I wonder how I should set about managing my property.

The duty will not be as easy for me as for most people, you know," added he, sadly; "still, if I had a secretary--a thorough man of business, to teach me all about business, and to be constantly at my side, perhaps I might be able to accomplish it.

And I might drive about the country--driving is less painful to me now--and get acquainted with my people; see what they wanted, and how I could best help them.

They would get used to me, too.