She'll soon be leading the county.' Yes.

Work indeed! How on earth did she get through it?
In the mornings there she was in the library, absorbed in the catalogue, writing to the Squire's dictation, transcribing or translating Greek--his docile and obedient slave.

Then in the afternoon--bicycling all over the estate, and from dark onwards, till late at night, busy with correspondence and office work, except just for dinner and an hour afterwards.
* * * * * The door of the outer hall opened and shut.

Elizabeth and a young man--the new agent--entered the inner hall, where Mrs.Gaddesden was sitting, Elizabeth acknowledging her presence with a pleasant nod and smile.

But they passed quickly through to the room at the further end of the hall, which was now an estate office where Elizabeth spent the latter part of her day.