Order and comfort had flown away with the storks, who had for years been accustomed to make their nests on the great barn.

Every body suffered from the new undertaking.

The baroness lost a corner of the park, and had the grief of seeing a dozen noble old trees felled.

The gardener wrung his hands over the thefts committed by the strange laborers that swarmed in all directions.

The bailiff was in perfect despair at the disorders in his jurisdiction.