‘I have heard something,’ said Glastonbury, with a smile, ‘that makes me quite bold.’
‘I cannot help fancying that it is all enchantment,’ said Ferdinand.
‘There is no wonder, my dear boy, that you are enchanted,’ said Glastonbury.
‘Ferdinand,’ said Miss Temple in a low voice, ‘papa is taking wine with you.’ Ferdinand looked up and caught Mr. Temple’s kind salute.
‘That was a fine horse you were riding to-day,’ said Count Mirabel, across the table to Miss Grandison.
‘Is it not pretty? It is Lord Montfort’s.’
‘Lord Montfort’s!’ thought Ferdinand. ‘How strange all this seems!’
‘You were not of the riding party this morning,’ said his Grace to Henrietta.
‘I have not been very well this day or two,’ said Miss Temple.
‘Well, I think you are looking particularly well to-day,’ replied the duke. ‘What say you, Captain Armine?’