"Do her good.

Remember what she's learned." And so they trotted off to Shugborough.
While they were riding about the park Morton had kept near to Miss Trefoil.

Lord Rufford, being on his own place and among his own coverts, had had cares on his hand and been unable to devote himself to the young lady.

She had never for a moment looked up at her lover, or tried to escape from him.

She had answered all his questions, saying, however, very little, and had bided her time.