I don't wonder Claudius is crazy about her.

I will talk about the West when we are riding, and avoid the subject." With which sage resolution his Grace seemed well satisfied.

When he returned, he found Margaret clad in a marvellous habit, that reminded him of home.
"The horses will be at the Park by the time we have driven there," he said.

"We will drive up." He made no toilet himself, for being English and to the saddle born, he cared not a jot how he looked on horseback.
In half an hour they were mounted, and walking their horses down the broad bend of the road where it enters the Central Park.

Margaret asked about Lady Victoria, and the Duke, to make sure of not getting off the track, immediately began talking about the journey they had just made.
But Margaret was not listening.
"Do you know ?" she said, "it is very pleasant to feel I am not poor any longer.