Bonnets come down from Madame Louise, boxes of novels from Mudie's; 'Le Follet' is read in the original, and many a Parisian romance as well.

Visitors are continually coming and going--the carriage is perpetually backwards and forwards to the distant railway station.

Friends come to the shooting, the hunting, the fishing; there is never any lack of society.
The house is full of servants, and need be, to wait upon these people.
Now, in former days, and not such a great while since, the best of servants came from the country.

Mistresses sought for them, and mourned when, having imbibed town ways and town independence, they took their departure to 'better' themselves.

But that is a thing of the past; it is gone with the disappearance of the old style of country life.