He lives at Etterick, four miles up the glen.

You will see him over here to-morrow or the day after." Mr.Stocks coughed loudly to cover his discomfiture.

Alice could not repress a little smile of triumph, but she was forbearing and for the rest of dinner exerted herself to appease her adversary, listening to his talk with an air of deference which he found entrancing.
Meanwhile it was plain that Lord Manorwater was not quite at ease with his company.

Usually a man of brusque and hearty address, he showed his discomfort by an air of laborious politeness.

He was patronized for a brief minute by Mr.Stocks, who set him right on some matter of agricultural reform.