"How absurdly early he must have ridden over!" He turned to Miss Hunsden and uttered the polite common-place proper for the occasion.
"I told you I never was fatigued," the young lady said, playing with her dogs, and sublimely at her ease.

"I am ready for a second hunt to-day, and a ball to-night, and a picnic the day after.

I should have been a boy.

It's perfectly absurd, my being a ridiculous girl, when I feel as if I could lead a forlorn hope, or, like Alexander, conquer a world.

Come to luncheon." "Conquer a world--come to luncheon?
A pretty brace of subjects!" said her father.
"Miss Hunsden is quite capable of conquering a world without having been born anything so horrid as a boy," said Lord Ernest.