He had always, however, been taught to look to his cousins, the de Courcys, as men with whom it would be very expedient that he should be intimate; he therefore showed no offence, but changed the conversation.
"Shall you hunt with the Barsetshire this season, John?
I hope you will; I shall." "Well, I don't know.

It's very slow.

It's all tillage here, or else woodland.

I rather fancy I shall go to Leicestershire when the partridge-shooting is over.

What sort of a lot do you mean to come out with, Frank ?" Frank became a little red as he answered, "Oh, I shall have two," he said; "that is, the mare I have had these two years, and the horse my father gave me this morning." "What! only those two?
and the mare is nothing more than a pony." "She is fifteen hands," said Frank, offended.
"Well, Frank, I certainly would not stand that," said the Honourable John.