Mrs.Ingleton looked all around her with smiling criticism, and nodded to herself as if seeing her way to many improvements.

She walked to the windows.
"What a funny, old-fashioned garden! Quite medieval! I foresee a very busy time in store.

Who lives on the other side of this property ?" "Preston--George Preston, the M.F.H.," said her husband, lounging up behind her.

"About the richest man about here.

Made his money on the Turf." She gave him a quick look.