But I have only to think of her happiness and I must leave her to judge what will make her happy." "I should like to have it fixed some way before she starts," said Larry in an altered tone.
"Of course you are your own master, Twentyman.

And you have behaved very well." "This is a kind of thing that a man can't stand," said the young farmer sulkily.

"Good night, Mr.Masters." Then he walked off home to Chowton Farm meditating on his own condition and trying to make up his mind to leave the scornful girl and become a free man.

But he couldn't do it.

He couldn't even quite make up his mind that he would try to do it.