"I can't remember when I didn't ride.

First a Shetland pony, and now at last I've reached Zambesi--such a wicked dear." "Zambesi--why Zambesi?
One would think you were South African." She enjoyed his mystification.

Then she grew serious and her eyes softened.

"I had a friend--a girl, older than I.She married.

Well, he's an earl now, the Earl of Tynemouth, but he was the elder son then, and wild for sport.