'Dear me, my lady! how old Tom and I used to jump the brook there, to be sure! and when you were no bigger than little Miss Loring--do you remember old Tom?
We're all fools one time in our lives!' 'Who can it be ?' said Lady Jocelyn, spying at the discomfited horseman.
'I'm afraid it's poor Ferdinand.' They drove on to an eminence from which the plain was entirely laid open.
'I hope my brother will enjoy his ride this day,' sighed the Countess.
'It will be his limit of enjoyment for a lengthened period!' She perceived that Mr.George's capture was inevitable, and her heart sank; for she was sure he would recognize her, and at the moment she misdoubted her powers.

She dreamed of flight.
'You're not going to leave us ?' said Lady Jocelyn.

'My dear Countess, what will the future member do without you?
We have your promise to stay till the election is over.' 'Thanks for your extreme kind courtesy, Lady Jocelyn,' murmured the Countess: 'but my husband--the Count.' 'The favour is yours,' returned her ladyship.

'And if the Count cannot come, you at least are at liberty ?' 'You are most kind,' said the Countess.
'Andrew and his wife I should not dare to separate for more than a week,' said Lady Jocelyn.

'He is the great British husband.