prayed hard for forgiveness on the Sabbath.

"The lord, who was getting very old, was much grieved on account of
his son's behaviour. 'He'll spend everything when I am gone, and the
estates will go into other hands,' the old man said to himself."

* * * * *

"One fine morning in summer the factor received orders to build a
hut by the sea, and plant bushes and trees round about it. 'But
don't make the door to fit close; leave the space of a foot at the
bottom, so the leaves can blow in, for I want the hut to shoot
sea-fowl as they flight, and it is cold standing on the bare ground,'
said the old man.

"The factor carried out his master's instructions, but not without
suspicion of ulterior motives on his master's part. However, when he
saw my lord shooting the birds and stuffing many of them his
suspicions were allayed, and the factor thought that, after all,
though his master wanted the hut for flight-shooting, still he must
be getting softening of the brain, for it was very eccentric that he
should take up this new hobby in his old age.

"So the old lord was never disturbed in his hut by curious and
ill-timed visits.

"After a time the lord died, and was laid with his fathers, the
prodigal inheriting the property.

"The old castle was then the scene of perpetual feastings and card