I felt like doing it last month when she was over at that business at Squire Carthew's--he is just such another one as Captain Mallett, only he is a bad landlord, while ours is a good one.

What made him think of asking all his own tenantry, and a good many of us round, and getting up a cricket match and a dance on the grass is more than I can say.

He never did such a thing before in all the ten years since he became master there.

They all noticed how he carried on with Martha, and how she seemed to like it.

It was the talk of everyone there.