Soldiering is a bad style of thing, eh?
How the old general did take his sister-in-law's presence to heart! But he must forgive and forget, for I am going to be very great friends with him and Lucy.

Where are you going now ?" "I am about to try a new horse before troops," said I."He's stanch enough with the cry of the fox-pack in his ears; but I don't know how he'll stand a peal of artillery." "Well, come along," said Webber; "I'll ride with you." So saying, we mounted and set off to the Park, where two regiments of cavalry and some horse artillery were ordered for inspection.
The review was over when we reached the exercising ground, and we slowly walked our horses towards the end of the Park, intending to return to Dublin by the road.

We had not proceeded far, when, some hundred yards in advance, we perceived an officer riding with a lady, followed by an orderly dragoon.
"There he goes," said Webber; "I wonder if he'd ask me to dinner, if I were to throw myself in his way ?" "Who do you mean ?" said I.
"Sir George Dashwood, to be sure, and, _la voila_, Miss Lucy.

The little darling rides well, too; how squarely she sits her horse.

O'Malley, I've a weakness there; upon my soul I have." "Very possible," said I; "I am aware of another friend of mine participating in the sentiment." "One Charles O'Malley, of his Majesty's--" "Nonsense, man; no, no.