His next hope was to get through the promised lesson in horse-leaping as quickly as possible, so that he might return to Desmond Court, and take his chance of meeting Clara.

But in this he found the earl very difficult to manage.
"Oh, Owen, we won't go there," he said, when Fitzgerald proposed a canter through some meadows down by the river-side.

"There are only a few gripes"-- Irish for small ditches--"and I have ridden Fireball over them a score of times.

I want you to come away towards Drumban." "Drumban! why Drumban's seven miles from here." "What matter?
Besides, it's not six the way I'll take you.

I want to see Wat M'Carthy especially.