The surgeon (he privately detested ruins) begged to go.

Blanche begged to go.

Smith and Jones (profoundly interested in feudal antiquities) said they would sit behind, in the "rumble"-- rather than miss this unexpected treat.

One, Two, and Three caught the infection, and volunteered to be the escort on horseback.
Lady Lundie's celebrated "smile" (warranted to remain unaltered on her face for hours together) made its appearance once more.

She issued her orders with the most charming amiability.