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Chapter 6

"I must try to do something with it," said Mr. Rushworth, "but I do not
know what. I hope I shall have some good friend to help me."

"Your best friend upon such an occasion," said Miss Bertram calmly,
"would be Mr. Repton, I imagine."

"That is what I was thinking of. As he has done so well by Smith, I
think I had better have him at once. His terms are five guineas a day."

"Well, and if they were ten," cried Mrs. Norris, "I am sure you
need not regard it. The expense need not be any impediment. If I were
you, I should not think of the expense. I would have everything done
in the best style, and made as nice as possible. Such a place as
Sotherton Court deserves everything that taste and money can do. You
have space to work upon there, and grounds that will well reward you.
For my own part, if I had anything within the fiftieth part of the size
of Sotherton, I should be always planting and improving, for naturally
I am excessively fond of it. It would be too ridiculous for me to
attempt anything where I am now, with my little half acre. It would be
quite a burlesque. But if I had more room, I should take a prodigious
delight in improving and planting. We did a vast deal in that way at
the Parsonage: we made it quite a different place from what it was
when we first had it. You young ones do not remember much about it,
perhaps; but if dear Sir Thomas were here, he could tell you what
improvements we made: and a great deal more would have been done, but
for poor Mr. Norris's sad state of health. He could hardly ever get
out, poor man, to enjoy anything, and that disheartened me from doing
several things that Sir Thomas and I used to talk of. If it had not
been for that, we should have carried on the garden wall, and made
the plantation to shut out the churchyard, just as Dr. Grant has done.
We were always doing something as it was. It was only the spring
twelvemonth before Mr. Norris's death that we put in the apricot
against the stable wall, which is now grown such a noble tree, and
getting to such perfection, sir," addressing herself then to Dr. Grant.

"The tree thrives well, beyond a doubt, madam," replied Dr. Grant.
"The soil is good; and I never pass it without regretting that the
fruit should be so little worth the trouble of gathering."

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