Why, there is a brook runs through it--it isn't every lawn has that--and there used to be water-lilies floating, and peonies nodding down at them from the bank: a paradise.

She adores flowers, you know.

Why not rent that house from me?
You will have constant occupation and amusement.

You will become a rival potentate to my governor.

You will take the shine out of him directly; you have only to give a ball, and then all the girls will worship you, Julia Clifford especially, for she could dance the devil to a stand-still." Percy's eyes flashed.