His own valet had attended him for the last thirty years; but, beyond his valet and the butler, he hardly knew the face of one of them.

There was a gamekeeper at Scroope Manor, with two under-gamekeepers; and yet, for, some years, no one, except the gamekeepers, had ever shot over the lands.

Some partridges and a few pheasants were, however, sent into the house when Mrs.Bunce, moved to wrath, would speak her mind on that subject.
The Earl of Scroope himself was a tall, thin man, something over seventy at the time of which I will now begin to speak.

His shoulders were much bent, but otherwise he appeared to be younger than his age.

His hair was nearly white, but his eyes were still bright, and the handsome well-cut features of his fine face were not reduced to shapelessness by any of the ravages of time, as is so often the case with men who are infirm as well as old.