5/21 'Howiver, I'll noot denay that the Goothic stayle's prithy anoof, an' it's woonderful how near them stoon-carvers cuts oot the shapes o' the pine apples, an' shamrucks, an' rooses. I dare sey Sir Cristhifer'll meck a naice thing o' the Manor, an' there woon't be many gentlemen's houses i' the coonthry as'll coom up to't, wi' sich a garden an' pleasure-groons an' wall-fruit as King George maight be prood on.' 'Well, I can't think as the house can be better nor it is, Gothic or no Gothic,' said Mrs.Bellamy; 'an' I've done the picklin' and preservin' in it fourteen year Michaelmas was a three weeks. But what does my lady say to't ?' 'My lady knows better than cross Sir Cristifer in what he's set his mind on,' said Mr.Bellamy, who objected to the critical tone of the conversation. 'Sir Cristifer'll hev his own way, _that_ you may tek your oath. |