He hurried out to the stables and bellowed for a horse with such violence that two startled grooms saddled one for him in little more than a minute.
He made no attempt to think what he would say to Colonel Grey.

He was too angry.

He galloped the two miles to the "Cart and Horses" at Bellingham, where Colonel Grey was staying, in order to restore his health and to fish.
At the door of the inn he bellowed: "Ostler! Ostler!" Then without waiting to see whether an ostler came, he threw the reins on his horse's neck, left it to its own devices, strode into the tap-room, and bellowed to the affrighted landlady, Mrs.Turnbull, to take him straight to Colonel Grey.

Trembling, she led him upstairs to Grey's sitting-room on the first floor.

Before she could knock, he opened the door, bounced through it, and slammed it.
Grey was sitting at the other side of the table, looking through a book of flies.