"Landholm!" cried the naturalist. "Is it Winthrop's place?"
Elizabeth bowed her head and answered, "His father's."
"Winthrop's place! Is that what you want, Miss Elisabet'?"
Elizabeth bowed her head again, this time without answering.
"Suppose they might not want to sell it?" said the naturalist.
"They do not — but they can't help themselves. It must be sold — they can't pay money that is owing upon it."
"Money!" — said the naturalist; — "that is de trouble of all that is in the world. I wish there was no such thing as money! It makes all the mischief."
"Or the want of it," said Elizabeth.
"No!" said the naturalist, — "it is not that! I have want money all my life, Miss Elisabet', and I have never got into no trouble at all."
"Except when you fought the duels, Mr. Herder."