When all reasonable provision had been made for investment, replanting, and the rest, this sale would still leave enough to transform the estate and scores of human lives upon it.

Her will chafed hotly under the curb imposed upon it by the caprices of a master for whom--save only as a Greek scholar--she had little respect.

After a while, as the Squire was still turning over the contract with occasional grunts and mutterings, she asked-- 'Will you please tell me what I am to reply ?' Her voice was cold and measured.
The Squire threw up his white head.
'What hurry is there ?' he said testily.
'Oh, none--if you wish it delayed.

Only--' she hesitated--'Captain Dell tells me the Government inspectors are already in the neighbourhood.

He expects them here before long.' 'And if I make a stand--if I oppose you--well--it'll be the gates over again ?' She shrugged her shoulders.
'We must try to find the money some other way.