They're capable Manitoba men.

I don't know where he got them, and, in any other year, one would have wondered where he would find the means of paying them.

We have never seen farming of this kind at Silverdale." He seemed to sigh a little while his hand closed on the bridle, and Maud Barrington fancied she understood his thoughts just then.
"Nobody can be always right, and the good years do not come alone," she said.

"You will plow every acre next one." Barrington smiled dryly.

"I'm afraid that will be a little late, my dear.