His pride, however, soon shook off this feeling of dejection, and it gave way to impatience upon finding that his volatile friend Bucklaw seemed in no hurry to return with his borrowed steed, which Ravenswood, before leaving the field, wished to see restored to the obliging owner.

As he was about to move towards the group of assembled huntsmen, he was joined by a horseman, who, like himself, had kept aloof during the fall of the deer.
This personage seemed stricken in years.

He wore a scarlet cloak, buttoning high upon his face, and his hat was unlooped and slouched, probably by way of defence against the weather.

His horse, a strong and steady palfrey, was calculated for a rider who proposed to witness the sport of the day rather than to share it.

An attendant waited at some distance, and the whole equipment was that of an elderly gentleman of rank and fashion.