His neck was, perhaps, a little thick and apoplectic-looking, but burnt to a healthy brick-dust colour by exposure to the sun.

The passing years had drawn some crows'-feet round the eyes, but his step was firm, his back straight, and he walked his ancestral acres every inch the master.

The defect of his features was the thinness of the lips, and a want of character in a nose which did not accord with a good forehead.

His hands, too, were very large and puffy; his finger-nails (scrupulously clean) were correspondingly large, and cut to a sharp point, that seemed to project beyond the tip of the finger, and gave it a scratchy appearance.
The chimneys of Filbard Hall showed for some distance above the trees of the park, for the house stood on high ground.

It was of red brick, somewhat square in style, and had little of the true Elizabethan character--it was doubtless later in date, though not modern.