The only thing that spoiled the charm of this manner of life was that her husband was not here as she loved him to be, and as he was in the country.

She liked his serene, friendly, and hospitable manner in the country.

In the town he seemed continually uneasy and on his guard, as though he were afraid someone would be rude to him, and still more to her.

At home in the country, knowing himself distinctly to be in his right place, he was never in haste to be off elsewhere.

He was never unoccupied.