"Rheumatic gout is a great humbler of the spirit.

Ah! here comes one of those black monsters to make the pair curvet a little.

They are too fat, Mary.

They have too easy a life.

It is only on such an occasion as this that they remember their hot youth." They reached the Court without mishap, although once or twice the horses behaved as though they meditated a mild runaway.
"You shall take the other road home, Jennings," Lady Anne said graciously, as she alighted in front of the great square, imposing house, amid its flower-beds of all shapes, its ornamental fountains flinging high jets of golden water in the sun.
"It's time we gave up the horses, my lady," Jennings said, with bitterness, "with the likes o' them black beasts on the road." Later, as she and Mary waited in the great drawing-room for Lady Drummond, she returned to the subject of Jennings and his grievance.
"He is always bad-tempered when we come to the Court," she said.