I always hunt in Leicestershire.

I've got used to it." "You hunt in Leicestershire ?" said Lady Beauleigh with some surprise.
"Oh course.

Where does one hunt ?" said Tinker, echoing her surprise.
"But--but--where does your horse come from?
I know your father can't afford to keep horses!" "Sometimes he can," said Tinker.

"And if he has had to sell them, a dozen people will always mount us." Lady Beauleigh paused; and then she made the last, lavish bid.

"And I would allow you a hundred a year pocket-money.