There is much, very much, more to look at inside Arlington Manor--and one would like to refer at greater length to its many interior beauties; but the desire to take full advantage of the pleasant opportunity of having a talk with Sir Francis Jeune--and later on with Lady Jeune--leads one to hurry away from the apartments within and settle down in one of the wicker chairs on the veranda and listen to the quietly told story, and the impressive observations of the President of the Probate, Divorce, and Admiralty Division--at his country home. Sir Francis Jeune is tall--his bearing is erect and stately. His hair is just turning grey--there is never a pleasant twinkle missing out of the immediate vicinity of his eyes. To watch Sir Francis in his court and to observe him in his home results in a conviction that his geniality and justness are as thorough and thoughtful in the one place as in the other. His temperament never seems to alter--he is always kind. He talks enthusiastically and generously about others--particularly his court officials--and quietly and modestly about himself. He has ideas, strong ideas, regarding the law's true administration and the best means of adapting it to the benefit of the public. But all his views are submitted gracefully--he never seeks to cram you with them or to say: "That's it, who can dispute what I say?" I have sat in his court and listened--I have occupied one of the wicker chairs on the veranda in front of the Hampshire Downs and listened, too. It has all amounted to the same thing. He is thoughtful and kind towards all men, both in his actions towards them and his ideas regarding them. His first words to me, when we settled down to talk, were gratifying indeed. "I have only been interviewed once before," he said, "and that was only on a small question." "It is a big one now, Sir Francis--your life." "Well, it was whilst my father was Dean of Jersey that I was born--on the 17th March, 1843. Though my early years were passed in the atmosphere of the Church, I was never clerically inclined. I was always intended for the Bar, and perhaps it was owing to my parentage that I acquired a practice in ecclesiastical law almost as soon as I was called. My first school was at Mr. Powle's, at Blackheath; then I went to Mr. Penrose's, at Exmouth. It was a school where most Devonshire county boys went--Sir Redvers Buller left a year before I went, though I was there with his brother. We were admirably taught, and this was the reason why I was placed as high as I could be when I went to Harrow. There I remained for five years--four of which I passed under Dr. Vaughan and the other under Dr. Butler. "Dr. Vaughan was a man with a most gentle manner and a soft, deliberate voice, and I never saw him agitated. But he was as firm as iron, and a complete specimen of the pussy cat who could always show its claws when disturbed. He was polite to a degree--even, I believe, when flogging a boy!"