For he had not only been unhorsed, but by his dearest hobby.
He was seated with a game pie in front of him, over the top of which Ginevra was visible.

The girl never sat nearer her father at meals than the whole length of the table, where she occupied her mother's place.

She was a solemn-looking child, of eight or nine, dressed in a brown merino frock of the plainest description.

Her hair, which was nearly of the same colour as her frock, was done up in two triple plaits, which hung down her back, and were tied at the tips with black ribbon.

To the first glance she did not look a very interesting or attractive child; but looked at twice, she was sure to draw the eyes a third time.