If Wilbraham wanted to keep his old shanty to himself, he shouldn't send out invitations.
Rather a caddish trick on Wilbraham's part to have publicly accused him.
I stubbed my toe on Miss Wilbraham's little revolver she must have dropped on the passage floor, and I've got it.
She made the house comfortable, and abandoned the farm to Mr. Wilbraham.
And now, instantly after that amazing and mad generosity, she had the face to look cross because he would not buy Wilbraham Hall!
