The land is my father's estate, but I live here.' 'And him ?' asked Adamson.
'He lives in Cambridge.' 'That's what we mean,--ain't it, Crinkett ?' said Adamson.

'You're boss here ?' 'Yes, I'm boss.' 'And a deuced good time you seem to have of it,' said Crinkett.
'I've nothing to complain of,' replied Caldigate, feeling himself at the moment to be the most miserable creature in existence.
It was fearful work,--work so cruel that his physical strength hardly enabled him to support it.

He already repented his present conduct, telling himself that it would have been better to have treated the men from the first as spies and enemies;--though in truth his conduct had probably been the wisest he could have adopted.

At last he had the men inside the hall door, and, introducing them hurriedly to his father, he left them that he might rush up to his wife's bedroom.

The nurse was there and her mother; and, at the moment, she only looked at him.