He dismounted at the steps, and his servants led away his horses to the well-known quarters.

No young gentleman in the colony was better mounted or a better horseman than Mr.
Washington.
For a while ere the Major retired to divest himself of his riding-boots, he and his hostess paced the gallery in talk.

She had much to say to him; she had to hear from him a confirmation of his own appointment as aide-de-camp to General Braddock, and to speak of her son's approaching departure.

The negro servants bearing the dishes for the approaching feast were passing perpetually as they talked.

They descended the steps down to the rough lawn in front of the house, and paced a while in the shade.