The Duchess came up to Dominey a few minutes later.
"I told Henry I shouldn't stop with him another moment," she declared.
"He has fired off about forty cartridges and wounded one hare." "Henry is not keen," Dominey remarked, "although I think you are a little hard on him, are you not?
I saw him bring down a nice cock just now.

So far as regards the birds, it really does not matter.

They are all going home." The Duchess was very smartly tailored in clothes of brown leather mixture.

She wore thick shoes and gaiters and a small hat.

She was looking very well but a little annoyed.
"I hear," she said, "that Stephanie is coming to-day." Dominey nodded, and seemed for a moment intent on watching the flight of a pigeon which kept tantalisingly out of range.
"She is coming down for a few days," he assented.