It was the adjutant, looking for his hat.
"Jolly old place, isn't it ?" said the young man civilly, seeing that the stranger was studying the view.

"It's to be hoped that Philip will keep it up properly." "He seems fond of it," said Anderson.
"Oh, yes! But you've got to be a big man to fill the position.

However, there's money enough.

They're all rich--and they marry money." Anderson murmured something inaudible, and the young man departed.
A little later Anderson and Elizabeth were seated together in the Red Drawing Room.

Mrs.Gaddesden, after a little perfunctory conversation with the new-comer, had disappeared on the plea of letters to write.