"_I_ find! You'll make me use language I'm not accustomed to use. I wish you would go home. Here is the door; set off."
Moore sat down on one of the hall chairs.
"You can't give him work in your mill--good; but you have land. Find him some occupation on your land, Mr. Yorke."
"Bob, I thought you cared nothing about our _lourdauds de paysans_. I don't understand this change."

You have land. Find him some work on your land, Mr. Yorke."
"Bob, I thought you cared nothing about the workmen. I don't understand this change."
