The department had sent him out long ago at the request of Mr.Wyckholme; he had lost the energy to give up the post.
"Mr .-- er--Mr.Saunders, my lord, has told me that you have been unable to secure assistance in removing your belongings--" he began politely, but Deppingham interrupted him.
"Where is the chateau?
Are there no vans to be had ?" "Everything is transferred by hand, my lord, and the chateau is two miles farther up the side of the mountain.

It's quite a walk, sir." "Do you mean to say we are to walk ?" "Yes, my lord, if you expect to go there." "Of course, we expect to go there.

Are there no horses on the beastly island ?" "Hundreds, my lord, but they belong to the people and no one but their owners ride them.

One can't take them by the hour, you know.

The servants at the chateau turned Mr.Skaggs's horses out to pasture before they left." "Before who left ?" "The servants, my lord." Lady Deppingham's eyes grew wide with understanding.
"You don't mean to say that the servants have left the place ?" she cried.
"Yes, my lady.