You liked it ?" "Yes; there is so little else to like," says Tita, looking at her, "except my horses and my dogs." "A horse is the best companion of all," says Mr.Woodleigh, his eyes bent on her charming little face.
"I'm not sure, the dogs are so kind, so affectionate; they _want_ one so," says Tita.

"And yet a horse--oh, I _do_ love my last mount--a brown mare! She's lying up now." "You ride, then ?" says Sir Maurice.
"Ride! you bet!" says Tita.

She rolls over on the rug, and, resting on her elbows, looks up at him; Lady Rylton watching, shudders.
"I've been in the saddle all my life.

Just before I came here I had a real good run--my uncle's groom had one horse, I had the other; it was over the downs.

_I_ won." She rests her chin upon her hands.
Lady Rylton's face pales with horror.