"Has the rain been so heavy here then?" enquired the stranger with some
interest.
"Not in particular, sir," said Martin, "if our roofs were
waterproof--but they ain't; I don't care who knows it. Look at this old
man," he said, turning to Giles, "is he fit to live in a hole with the
roof half off, and the sun and rain coming in every where. It almost
drives me wild to think of it--and if it goes on much longer, there'll
be mischief come on it, that I know."
"Do not talk in that way," said old Giles, gently, "if I am content with
my house, you should not make it a cause for dispute."
"Yes; but if any one could claim a proper shelter for his head, it is
you, Giles. You served the family for fifty years, and after spending
the best part of your life working for them, the least they could do,
would be to keep the wind and rain off your old white head."
"It is not right to talk like this, Martin," returned Giles, gravely,
"for you might make me discontented with my lot. You forget that by
allowing me to work for them, they gave me food for all those years--and
if I did my work honestly, only for the reward they had to give me, I
deserved to lose it."
"Of what family are you speaking?" enquired the stranger, slightly
rousing himself, and drawing a little more into the circle.
"Who is your landlord, and what prevents his seeing to your comforts?"
Martin seemed anxious to reply; but he was prevented by Giles.
"Our landlord is Colonel Hargrave, a very brave officer, I have heard;
but, in looking for glory abroad, he has, unfortunately for himself and
us, forgotten his dependents at home. He has scarcely seen anything of
us since he came into the property."
"But surely," said the stranger, warmly, "if he did spend his time
beyond the seas--I dare say, for some private reason--he must have left
some trusty steward, who could take charge of his property during his
absence, and protect the labourers on his estate from the privations you
speak of?"
"Trusty steward, indeed," Martin began, in a growling voice, but Giles
again interrupted him.
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