"You haven't got any hunting here, I suppose ?" "No; I don't know that I want to hunt.

It must be awfully exciting, of course; but it's cruel, isn't it?
June says so." "Cruel ?" ejaculated Val.

"Oh! that's all rot.

Who's June ?" "My sister--my half-sister, you know--much older than me." She had put her hands up to both cheeks of Jolly's horse, and was rubbing her nose against its nose with a gentle snuffling noise which seemed to have an hypnotic effect on the animal.

Val contemplated her cheek resting against the horse's nose, and her eyes gleaming round at him.