No trim garden at Rood Hall, no scent from odorous orange blossoms.

Here poverty at least was elegant,--there, how squalid! He did not comprehend at how cheap a rate the luxury of the Beautiful can be effected.

They now approached the extremity of the squire's park pales; and Randal, seeing a little gate, bade the farmer stop his gig, and descended.

The boy plunged amidst the thick oak groves; the farmer went his way blithely, and his mellow merry whistle came to Randal's moody ear as he glided quick under the shadow of the trees.
He arrived at the Hall to find that all the family were at church; and, according to the patriarchal custom, the churchgoing family embraced nearly all the servants.

It was therefore an old invalid housemaid who opened the door to him.