"It was another century——"
"Oh——"
"And now to explore the wood!"
"But the horses, sir—"
"They will stand."
… She would not let him help, but loosened Clarendon's bridle, and
slipping out the bit, put the head-straps back. Bedient shook his head.
"It may slide askew that way, and worry him more than if the bit were in," he said.
"If you command, I shall put it back."
"Let me."
"No."