"You don't know anything about farming, Jerry dear. You don't know a teg from a wether."
"I suppose I can learn if Colin's learnt. Or I can get another Barker."
"Not so easy. Don't you like my looking after your land, then? Aren't you pleased with me? I haven't done so badly, you know. Seven hundred acres."
"You've been simply splendid. I shall never forget what you've done. And I shall never forgive myself for letting you do it. I'd no idea what it meant."
"It's only meant that Colin's better and I've been happier than I ever thought I could have been."
"Happier? Weren't you happy then?"
She didn't answer. They were on dangerous ground. If they began talking about happiness—
"If I gave it up to-morrow," she said, "I should only go and work on another farm."
"Would you?"
"Jerrold—do you want me to go?"