"No more allusions.

We began sensibly last night, and I certainly am very lenient now in taking gifts that I should protest against even from Henry.

I wish to prove to you that I am the Madge of old times as far as I can be." "Rest assured I'm the same fellow, and ever shall be." He had dismounted, and they were walking slowly toward the stable.
"Bless me!" cried Madge, "where am I going with no better protection than a sunshade?
I'm always a little off when a horse like that is at hand.

I say, Graydon," she added, in a wheedling tone, "mount and put him through his paces.

I can't resist the fun, no matter what the dowagers say." He vaulted lightly into the saddle, and the horse reared and dashed toward the stable, but was soon pulled up.