He's such a duck of a man,--such top-boots and all the rest of it.

And yet they whisper to me that he doesn't ride always to hounds.

And to see him play billiards is beautiful, only he never can make a stroke.

I hope you play billiards, Grace, because uncle Christopher has just had a new table put up." "I never saw a billiard-table yet," said Grace.
"Then Mr.Green shall teach you.

He'll do anything that you ask him.
If you don't approve the colour of the ball, he'll go to London to get you another one.