It's a creation of Kathleen's which as yet has received no name." "Then it should be named at once," said Duckworth with great emphasis.
"May I suggest the Thunderbolt?
You see, of course--so stunning." "They are coming on," cried Nora, turning her shoulder in disdain upon the young man.

"Look, there's your brother, Mrs.Waring-Gaunt.

I think he is perfectly splendid." "Which is he ?" said Mr.Duckworth, acutely interested.
"That tall, fine-looking man on the brown pony." "Oh, yes, I see.

Met him this morning.

By Jove, he is some looker too," replied Mr.Duckworth with reluctant enthusiasm.
"And there is the High River Captain," said Mrs.Waring-Gaunt, "on the grey." "Oh, yes, Monteith, he played for All Canada last year, didn't he ?" said Nora with immense enthusiasm.