“No,” said Esau, gloomily, “I meant to build myself a house, and start a farm.”
“How?” said Mr Raydon, with a contemptuous laugh.
“Dunno,” said Esau.
“Do you understand farming?”
“No, sir, but I’m going to learn.”
“Where? at what farm? What do you know about crops? Why, I don’t suppose you could grow a potato. Did you ever do any gardening?”
“Only grown mustard and cress, sir, in a box.”
Mr Raydon laughed aloud.
“And you, Mayne Gordon,” he said; “do you understand stock-raising and sheep?”
I shook my head sally.