She was looking old and careworn, but she was glad to see him.

Harry was the only one of the rectory family who had been liked at the great house since Sir Hugh's marriage, and he, had he cared to do so, would have been made welcome there.

But, as he had once said to Sir Hugh's sister-in-law, if he shot the Clavering game, he would be expected to do so in the guise of a head gamekeeper, and he did not choose to play that part.

It would not suit him to drink Sir Hugh's claret, and be bidden to ring the bell, and to be asked to step into the stable for this or that.
He was a fellow of his college, and quite as big a man, he thought, as Sir Hugh.

He would not be a hanger-on at the park, and, to tell the truth, he disliked his cousin quite as much as his father did.