He had known that the property had gone to an unmarried man who was in business, and had not thought of his coming here to live.
"And now," said the doctor, as they rose from the table, "I must go.

My wife will call on you very soon, and in the meantime, what is there that I can do for you ?" "I think," answered Miriam, looking about her to see that Phoebe was not in the room, "that it would be very nice if you could get us a new man.
We like the woman well enough, but the man is awful." The doctor looked at her, astonished.
"Do you mean Mike ?" he asked, "the faithful Mike, who has been in charge here ever since Mr.Butterwood took to travelling about for the good of his rheumatisms?
Why, my dear young lady, the whole country looks upon Mike as a pattern man-of-all-work.

He may be getting a little cranky and independent in his notions, for he has been pretty much his own master for years, but I am sure you could find no one to take his place who would be more trustworthy or so generally useful." Ralph was about to explain that it was only the appearance of the man to which his sister objected, but she spoke for herself.
"Of course, we oughtn't always to judge people by their looks," she said, "but in my thoughts about our home, I never connected it with such a very shabby person.

But then, if he is an old family servant, he may be the very kind of a man the place needs." "Oh, I advise you to stick to Mike, by all means," said the doctor, "and to Phoebe, too, if she will stay with you.

But I think she prefers the town to this somewhat secluded place." "A good omen," said Ralph, as he closed the door after the doctor.