London becomes so enveloping." Jane sat upright upon her horse and looked at him with a mocking smile.

"How ungallant! I hoped you had come to atone for your neglect." "Have I neglected you ?" he asked quietly, turning and walking by her side.
"Shockingly! You lunched with me on the seventh of August.

I see you again on the second of November, and I do believe that I shall have to save you from starvation again." "It's quite true," he admitted.

"I have a sandwich in my pocket, though, in case you were away from home." "Worse than ever," she sighed.

"You didn't even trouble to make enquiries." "From whom should I?
Robert--my servant--his wife, and a boy to help in the garden are all my present staff at the Manor.