He had never confided one word of all this to his mother, and yet she knew it all as well as he.
Meanwhile, Cecil was quite changed.

He almost hated Sam, and seldom spoke to him, and at the same time hated himself for it.

He grew pale, too, and never could be persuaded to join any sport whatever; while Sam, being content to receive only a few words in the day from My Lady, worked harder than ever, both in the yards and riding.

All day he and Jim would be working like horses, with Halbert for their constant companion, and, half an hour before dinner, would run whooping down to the river for their bathe, and then come in clean, happy, hungry--so full of life and youth, that in these sad days of deficient grinders, indigestion, and liver, I can hardly realize that once I myself was as full of blood and as active and hearty as any of them.
There was much to do the week that Alice and Sam had their little tiff.
The Captain was getting in the "scrubbers" cattle, which had been left, under the not very careful rule of the Donovans, to run wild in the mountains.

These beasts had now to be got in, and put through such processes as cattle are born to undergo.