You've seen that cartoon, I suppose; it cuts pretty deep.

I couldn't recognize you amongst the old women, sir." Lord Valleys smiled impersonally.
"Very clever thing.

By the way; I shall win the Eclipse, I think." And thus, spasmodically, the conversation ran till the last servant had left the room.
Then Miltoun, without preparation, looked straight at his father and said: "I want to marry Mrs.Noel, sir." Lord Valleys received the shot with exactly the same expression as that with which he was accustomed to watch his horses beaten.

Then he raised his wineglass to his lips; and set it down again untouched.

This was the only sign he gave of interest or discomfiture.
"Isn't this rather sudden ?" Miltoun answered: "I've wanted to from the moment I first saw her." Lord Valleys, almost as good a judge of a man and a situation as of a horse or a pointer dog, leaned back in his chair, and said with faint sarcasm: "My dear fellow, it's good of you to have told me this; though, to be quite frank, it's a piece of news I would rather not have heard." A dusky flush burned slowly up in Miltoun's cheeks.