St.Clare had his fortune and his servants, and I'm well enough content he should manage them his way; but St.Clare will be interfering.

He has wild, extravagant notions about things, particularly about the treatment of servants.

He really does act as if he set his servants before me, and before himself, too; for he lets them make him all sorts of trouble, and never lifts a finger.

Now, about some things, St.Clare is really frightful--he frightens me--good-natured as he looks, in general.

Now, he has set down his foot that, come what will, there shall not be a blow struck in this house, except what he or I strike; and he does it in a way that I really dare not cross him.