"Mack has no idea of good breeding, and is getting fiercely impatient," he said, glancing down at the chestnut horse.
Lady Rose cast a bright smile upon her guests.
"Ladies, do not let me keep you waiting."
There was a general movement toward the steps, but the young lady turned to Sir Noel again.
"Dear uncle, I wish you were going. I remember you in hunting-dress when I was a little girl."
"But I have grown old since then," answered the baronet, with a faint smile.
"This is my first day, and I shall be almost afraid without you," she pleaded.
The baronet smiled, shook his head, and glanced at his son.
"You will have younger and better care," he said.
The young man understood this as a request that he should take especial care of his cousin, for such the lady was in a remote degree, and for an instant seemed to hesitate. Lady Rose saw this, and, with a hot flush on her face, ran down the steps.