Goodbye.' I have no doubt he did it, but neither of us were inclined to look back to see.

We pushed on under the deodars, and I was indulgent to a trot.
At the end of it Dora remarked that Mr.Armour naturally could not be expected to know anything about riding, it was very plucky of him to get on a horse at all, among these precipices; and I of course agreed.
Lord Arthur was waiting when we arrived, on his chestnut polo pony, but Dora immediately scratched for the brilliant event in which they were paired.

Ronald, she said, was simply cooked with the heat.

Ronald had come every yard of the way on his toes and was fit for anything, but Lord Arthur did not insist.

There were young ladies in Simla, I am glad to say, who appealed more vividly to his imagination than Dora Harris did, and one of them speedily replaced her, a fresh-coloured young Amazon who was staying at the Chief's.