I would discharge this keeper or put another man on such a farm." He tramped among the heather thinking these things over, and realising to the full what the pleasure of such powers would mean to a man such as himself, a man whose vanity had never been fed, who had a desire to control and a longing for active out-of-door life.
"If it were mine, if it were mine!" he would say to himself.

"Oh! damn it all, if it were only mine!" And there were other places as fine, and finer places he had never seen,--Oswyth, Hurst, and Towers,--all Walderhurst's all belonging to this one respectable, elderly muff.

Thus he summed up the character of his relative.

As for himself he was young, strong, and with veins swelling with the insistent longing for joyful, exultant life.

The sweating, panting drudgery of existence in India was a thought of hell to him.