Edgar Jepson,
Garthoyle Gardens — Chapter I
(1913)
“ But—Garthoyle Gardens are a gilded pill.” “I should like to have the swallowing of it,” said Jack, and he smacked his lips. “But what do you mean?” “I mean that Garthoyle Gardens mean the strenuous life. They are left to me on the condition that I am my own house agent, that I run them myself. I've got to interview proposed tenants, examine their standing, their references, and their leases; I've got to see to all matters connected with the upkeep of the Gardens, estimates, and contracts for repairs. I've got to run those Gardens ever so much more than my uncle did himself.” ”
