The Honourable Jane has been known to jump on the duchess for that sort of thing.

She is safe to get the worst of it at the time, but it has a restraining effect afterwards." "I think Miss Champion is quite right," said a bright-faced American girl, bravely, holding a gold spoon poised for a moment over the strawberry ice-cream with which Garth Dalmain had supplied her.
"In my country we should call it real mean to laugh, at people who had been our guests and performed in our houses." "In your country, my dear," said Myra Ingleby, "you have no duchesses." "Well, we supply you with quite a good few," replied the American girl calmly, and went on with her ice.
A general laugh followed; and the latest Anglo-American match came up for discussion.
"Where is the Honourable Jane ?" inquired someone presently.
"Golfing with Billy," said Ronald Ingram.

"Ah, here they come." Jane's tall figure was seen, walking along the terrace, accompanied by Billy Cathcart, talking eagerly.

They put their clubs away in the lower hall; then came down the lawn together to the tea-tables.
Jane wore a tailor-made coat and skirt of grey tweed, a blue and white cambric shirt, starched linen collar and cuffs, a silk tie, and a soft felt hat with a few black quills in it.

She walked with the freedom of movement and swing of limb which indicate great strength and a body well under control.