But they were none the less obsequious when the squire passed up the street.

The servants were never so glad as when young master came home with the liberal views imbibed in modern centres of learning, and with a free, frank mode of speech.

But miss, the sole daughter, they simply hated; she seemed to have ten times the meanness of her papa, and had been a tell-tale from childhood.

The kitchen said she saved her curl papers to sell as waste paper.
The 'missis' was as haughty, as unapproachable, and disdainful as the master was inquisitive; she never spoke to, looked at, nor acknowledged any one--except the three largest tenants and their wives.

To these, who paid heavily, she was gracious.