He was well on in the fifties.
She drew Columbus nearer to her.

"I won't let him hunt," she said.
"He will probably get shot if he does," remarked Mr.Fielding, and was gone without further ceremony.
Juliet put her arms around her favourite and kissed him between his pricked ears.

"What a sweet man, Columbus!" she murmured.

"I think we must cultivate him, don't you ?" She wondered why he was going back towards the church lane at that hour, for it was past one o'clock and time for her to be wending her own way back to the village.

She gave him ample opportunity to clear the wood, however, before she moved.