"You never can tell. He can't stand those tractors."
"We must keep him away from the beastly things. I suppose we've got to have 'em?"
"I'm afraid so. They save no end of labour, and labour's short and dear."
"Is that why you've been working yourself to death?"
"I haven't. Why, do I look dead?"
"No. Eliot told me. He saw you at it."
"I only take a hand at hay time and harvest. All the rest of the year it's just riding about and seeing that other people work. And Colin does half of that now."
"All the same, I think it's about time you stopped."
"But if I stop the whole thing'll stop. The men must have somebody over them."
"There's me."