Mrs. Wentworth's husband was poor, and they lived on a small, rented place, near the Herne ranch.
Mr. and Mrs. Herne have lived for twelve years in Ashmont, a suburb of Boston.
Early in 1836 the quiet of Herne Hill was fluttered by a long-promised, long-postponed visit.
Mr. Herne is very domestic and lives a very simple and quiet life.
Herne's triumphant and demoniacal laugh was heard as he scoured with the swiftness of the wind down the long glade.
You have been made happy doubtless with us by the news from Herne Hill.
Herne freed himself from his ragged garment, and crept nearer.
And I am glad to see you, Mr. Petulengro; but this is sad news which you tell me about Mrs. Herne.
"If that bull-headed butcher would have joined me, I would have liberated him as I am about to liberate you," pursued Herne.
"That he has dealings with the fiend—with Herne the Hunter," replied Mark.