Well, I am keeping you from the shops, and myself from business.' He shook hands with her and mounted his horse.
'You have not yet seen my husband,' she said, and she felt that she forced herself to speak the word.
'Not yet.

I must look him up.

You live in Regent's Park, don't you ?' 'Close by.

Will you come some evening and dine ?' The invitation was accepted, and Drake rode off.

He rode well, Clarice noticed, and his horse was finely limbed and perfectly groomed.