"Well, first of all, Mummy," she said, with filial artfulness, "you must come and see the house." And Mrs.Harley, who had been consumed with the usual feminine curiosity to examine every corner and cranny of it, rose with alacrity.
"What I've already seen is all charming," she said.

"I knew Martin's father, you know.

He spent a great deal of time at his house near your grandfather's, and was nearly always in the saddle.

He was not a bit like one's idea of a horsey man.

He was, in fact, a gentleman who was fond of horses.