But if it might be done without offence, so much the better.

Once he came across the room and said a word to her as she was talking to Lord Rufford and the Purefoys.

"You are really in earnest about riding to-morrow." "Oh dear, yes.

Why shouldn't I be in earnest ?" "You are coming out yourself I hope," said the Lord.
"I have no horses here of my own, but I have told that man Stubbings to send me something, and as I haven't been at Bragton for the last seven years I have nothing proper to wear.

I shan't be called a Goarlyite I hope if I appear in trowsers." "Not unless you have a basket of red herrings on your arm," said Lord Rufford.