It was years ago that I went, a youth of nineteen, into the army, and twelve since I have been here, and I have been all the world over since then; but I come back and find everything much as I left it.' 'But surely you will not go away again ?' said Mr Gwynne.
'I am not rich enough to keep up the old place as it ought to be kept, and the debts are not half wiped off yet, so I don't mean to settle down at present.' 'But a little economy and that sort of thing would soon clear the property.

You had better settle down.' 'I don't think I should like it; besides, I hear there are negotiations going on between my attorneys and some other persons for a fresh tenant.' The luncheon-bell rang, and the party went into the dining-room; and whilst they are eating and talking we will examine the new comer.
He is decidedly a handsome man.

The most fastidious judge of masculine beauty could scarcely deny this fact.

Tall, well made, of commanding figure and aristocratic appearance, black hair, a high rather than a broad forehead, well marked eyebrows, and black lashes so long that they half conceal the grey eyes beneath; an aquiline nose, and a well-defined mouth, with an expression slightly sarcastic; a chin so deeply indented with a dimple that, if the old saw be true, he must be a flirt or a deceiver; and withal, a manner so perfectly easy and self-possessed that you say at once court, camp, or cottage must be equally accessible to that man.
There is a certain power in him that even a reader of character would scarcely understand for some time.

Is it intellect?
There is decidedly intelligence in the face, yet it is not highly intellectual; there are no disfiguring lines and cross lines, the furrows of study or thought.
Is it mere health and animal spirits?
He is neither particularly rosy nor overpoweringly cheerful.