The man stared at him, and at first seemed hardly inclined to make him an answer.

"It be for the quality to shoot their bows and harrows," he said at last, as he continued the easy task of patting with his spade the completed work.

He evidently regarded this stranger as an intruder who was not entitled to ask questions, even if he were permitted to wander about the grounds.
From one place he went on to another and found changes, and new erections, and some device for throwing away money everywhere.

It angered him to think that there was so little of simplicity left in the world that a man could not entertain his friends without such a fuss as this.

His mind applied itself frequently to the consideration of the money, not that he grudged the loss of it, but the spending of it in such a cause.