Catherine and Sidney remained on the lawn; the rest followed the host.

The grooms, of whom Beaufort was the idol, hastened to show how well the horses had thriven in his absence.
"Do see how Brown Bess has come on, sir! but, to be sure, Master Philip keeps her in exercise.

Ah, sir, he will be as good a rider as your honour, one of these days." "He ought to be a better, Tom; for I think he'll never have my weight to carry.

Well, saddle Brown Bess for Mr.Philip.What horse shall I take?
Ah! here's my old friend, Puppet!" "I don't know what's come to Puppet, sir; he's off his feed, and turned sulky.

I tried him over the bar yesterday; but he was quite restive like." "The devil he was! So, so, old boy, you shall go over the six-barred gate to-day, or we'll know why." And Mr.Beaufort patted the sleek neck of his favourite hunter.