I've noticed there's always a couple like that in a hunting country.

Did you ever see him?
Thin, high-shouldered, white-faced chap, with little dark eyes and a red moustache." "She's still a young woman ?" "Thirty or thirty-two." "How was it they didn't get on ?" The sound of a match being struck.
"Case of the kettle and the pot." "It's easy to see she's fond of admiration.

Love of admiration plays old Harry with women!" Winlow's leisurely tones again "There was a child, I believe, and it died.

And after that--I know there was some story; you never could get to the bottom of it.

Bellew chucked his regiment in consequence.