Carinthia held one; she tried to nibble, in obedience to her husband's example.

Madge refused a bite of food.
Hearing Carinthia say to her: 'I hope he will not be beaten, I hope, I hope,' she made answer: 'You are very good, Miss'; and the young lady flushed.
Gentlemen below were talking up to the earl.

A Kentish squire of an estate neighbouring Esslemont introduced a Welsh squire he had driven to see the fun, by the name of Mr.Owain Wythan, a neighbour of the earl's down in Wales.

Refreshments were offered.

Carinthia submissively sipped the sparkling wine, which stings the lips when they are indisposed to it.