Baroness Orczy,
A Son of the People — Chapter 12
(1913)
“ But remain assured, my friend, he mill is not for sale.” “Your lordship thinks it sport to laugh at a peasant,” said András imperturbably, “but your honour is deceived: I offer to buy the mill, and when you have agreed to sell it, I will destroy it.” “Destroy the mill!” “Ay! all my labourers, who now stand about idly, letting the corn fall to earth, for want of mowing, will only be too happy to dig their pickaxes into the hated building, and my quarter of a million will have been well spent in seeing them all cheerfully at work again.” ”
