He saddled his favorite hunter and led the eager animal into the open.

He mounted and whistled for the dog; but Jove for once did not respond; doubtless he was out of hearing.

Thereupon Warrington started for the Benningtons' and found Patty already in the saddle.

It was not that the dramatist was blase, but he had come into contact with so many beautiful women that his pulse rarely stirred out of its healthy, measured beat.

But this morning he was conscious of a slight thrill.